02-05-2006, 05:41 PM | #1 |
hex can see my boobs
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Vegas
Sore from dancing. Tired. Cirque Du Soleil, O, amazing. Gay clubs. $7 Corona. Half gallon bacardi birthday drinks. Cuban cab drivers. Too much champagne at 8 am. Sushi for breakfast. Dinner at 4 am. 3 lost earrings. Loose nickel slots. Jose Cuervo. Guys from Oregon. Never getting carded. Wonderboogie. Dancing with homeless men. Pretending to be gay...with my sister in law. Really bad exotic dancers. Free double bloody marys. Sangria. Brazilian Steakhouse. Blisters. Coffeeeeeee. Margarita picnic in the hallway of the hotel. Winning on the Betty Boop machine. A hat that said 'Sassy'. Free starbucks. Pink boas. Mardi Gras beads. Cumulitive 7 hours of sleep in 3 days. Partying with menapausal women. Random shots of crown while drinking margaritas. Lying down in the middle of Freemont Street. The electric slide. Spilling miller lite in my cast. Spilling vodka and soda on my jeans. Lucky numbers 2,4,8,1, and 3. Tracking down the guy who stole my lighter and recovering it. Panties that said 'tight'. Serious dehydration. Posessed toilets. Shitty nightclubs. VIP passes. View from the 20th floor. Here's to not getting sick on my 21st birthday! Pictures to come...
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