Genie rarely goes to bed. I've had my telescope

set up for awhile and put GPS under her car

.
Once she logs off BMR she puts on spandex and tapes her feet and hands and then heads off to a secret fight club run in an abondoned hotel in Escazu. She injects testosterone and just tosses the needle

into the streets then goes ape shit on both sexes in the under 125 pound classes.
On weekends she's up at 5am to go to a all carnivore breakfast club. They roast whole pigs overnight, like with the apple in the mouth. She carves it up and takes all the premium cuts for herself.
You'd think she'd need a nap after that, but no. There's a bar where she runs a tab, she does shots of Jagermeister with old Ticos, drinking them under the table. Then she picks up occasional shifts at LA Grillion, the premier gentleman's club in the Gringo Gulch. After pocketing a few grand $$$ from her regulars she heads home, shoots a few shots of Casique from the bottle with the homeless guys out front and watches re runs of Golden Girls until the opiods kicks in. She'll wake up and monitor SBR for news on Burrow or left leaning political posts, while eating undercooked bacon

and a glass of bourbon w a raw egg in it. Then yoga.