Vegas antics

Here’s the recap of my weekend in Sin City, but be warned, it’s LONG …

Thursday: arrived early, met up with my friend T, went to our hotel and immediately visited the bar where we purchased some blue alcoholic concoction which made us drunk but then kinda sick. We went to Excalibur and Luxor, walked around, ate food and fried in the blistering heat. After a short respite in our hotel, we toured a few other hotels like Treasure Island, Mirage and Bellagio. We ate at the Mirage and saw the beautiful fountains at the Bellagio. Then we went to Thunder from Down Under! It was hot. Those men were amazingly hot and it was just an experience unlike any I’ve ever had. Then we crashed…

Friday: we woke up, ate, and headed out to the Palms pool party. On the way we stopped and got these huge drinks that had 6 shots of tequila! They were yummy. We went to Paris, the Palazzo and a couple other hotels. The Palms pool party was pretty cool actually, and we got in free b/c some promoters gave us free tickets to the Palms. Score one for us. It was so bloody hot, but it was fun chilling in the pool with my friends and scoring free drinks from old men. After about 5 hours, I had had enough and so T and I had the buffet at the Palms then headed back to our hotel to rest. Later, we ended up going to LAX where we had VIP passes and met up with our friends A and I. And we randomly ran into my friend M and her friends so that was fun. LAX was soo crowded that you could barely move. We got into a VIP room and got some free drinks from this guy from the OC so that was pretty cool. Then we headed out and went to the Cathouse where we met boys from Texas and Michigan. We ended up hanging out in the Luxor’s casino with the boys from Michigan for a while before we called it a night.

Saturday: day of drama. My friend I called us and said to head to the Rio for brunch. We decided not to since it was already late and agreed to meet up with them to walk around the strip. As we neared the Venetian (the hotel to start at), they called us and told us S, the bachelorette, was just going to brunch and that we needed to go there to hang out with her. I was annoyed b/c I didn’t want to spend $30 on a brunch when we had already eaten. And it’s not like S would be able to talk that much as she’d be eating! But T and I and A all made me feel guilty for not wanting to go. I didn’t really want to walk around the strip by myself, so reluctantly I headed to the Rio with T. Luckily, we snuck into the buffet where they were eating so we didn’t have to pay. And of course, S sat at the other end of the table so we barely spoke to her. And her friends? Out of 9 girls, 2 were nice. The rest were rude B*&^ches who made us feel like crap b/c we didn’t hang out Thursday night with them. Oh and then they had told us they weren’t going out Friday night so we decided to go out, but it turns out around 1am they decided to go to Tryst. But they never called us. So how that’s our fault, I don’t know. Anyways, after they ate we walked around the Bellagio and Caesar’s. It was pretty hot but we did spend some time with S so it was fine. While we were walking around, I really felt like shit b/c our friend A is really rude. For some reason she doesn’t like me and I always forget because I see her about once a year. Examples: she ignores me when I ask her questions, interrupts my conversations with S and T frequently, shoved her way between S and I while we were walking about 3x, rolled her eyes when I said stuff, and asked me to take several pictures of her, T and I and not once asked me to be in the picture. Total rude B&*^ch. The worst part is that she is a total nice person to S and everyone else and has the innocent girl attitude so everyone loves her. I did find out that my other friend S from Chicago hates her for the same reasons I do. Anyways, I digress. After a while, we decided to leave to get ready for the night. I was pretty upset with the way the day had gone so I headed to my friend M’s hotel and hung out with her for a few hours. Her friends were super nice and it was great being with them. I finally headed back to our hotel and got ready for dinner. Dinner was with I and A and T and it was pretty good, even though it was sushi! After dinner we met up with S and co. at Tao. Tao was amazing! It is so beautiful inside, but was SUPER crowded. A couple of S’s friends who hadn’t been there before actually turned out to be really nice and I had fun talking with them. While this was going on, A was off with T and I and S so of course I felt like the outside. Again. Anyways, after a while, S decided she wanted to leave and go to Pure. As soon as we got outside, only 5 of us (me, I, and 3 of S’s friends) decided to go to Pure as the rest wanted to gamble and change their shoes. Note to self, don’t wear cute new heels in Vegas. So not worth the foot pain! We headed to Pure, waited a while, got in, went to the VIP where M was hanging out and chilled. I had a really good time with the girls at Pure. After a while we left and went to get a cab to go home. In line there were some guys from Liverpool who said one of them is Michael Owen’s brother. Now I googled him and I don’t see a Paul Owen related to Michael Owen, but if I’m wrong let me know! Back at the hotel, T was getting ready to go to the airport, so I said goodbye and saw her off. It was right after she left that I met the boy from San Diego. Now as the saying goes, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. And that’s all I’m going to say. He was really, really nice and cute, but young. But he did call me Sunday night so we’ll see what happens…

Sunday: last day in Vegas. I woke up and called S’s sister and A to see what they were doing. Never heard back. Yes, that’s right. I left several messages with them and texted them and neither responded. And S had her phone off all day so there was no way to get a hold of her. So I walked around, went to the Wynn and Venetian and Caesar’s. Did some shopping. Wanted to die because I was so tired (3 hours of sleep) and hot (108 degrees) but I sucked it up and drank a Corona. I saw the set of “The View” so that was pretty cool. I also saw Elizabeth and Sherry from about 20 feet away and took some pics. Then I went to M’s hotel and hung out with her and her friends for a while. Headed back to my hotel, laid by the pool, ate dinner, and headed out to the airport. Finally got home at 3am tired beyond tired.

Overall, it was a pretty good time. I got to see Elvis, see some famous people (Gary Payton, the girls from the View, and George Michael), met a boy, saw my friends, got a tan, went VIP, and drank a lot. Gotta love the Strip too. I definitely want to go back, but only with good friends who won’t cause drama.

Why?

I just found out that this girl I went to elementary school and high school died in labor a few weeks ago. She was only 28. How does this happen in 2008? I feel so sorry for her son who will never know her. We weren’t really close, but she was a sweet girl and always nice to everyone. On her myspace page she wrote about how excited she was to be pregnant, how great her family and her boyfriend were, and how she had a great life. So sad. I can’t help but ask why this would happen to her. RIP Linda.

Back in town

This is just a quick post to let ya all know I’m back from Vegas and not married to Elvis :)  I had a good time, although there was some drama, but it was pretty awesome hanging out in Sin City with my friends in 105 degree weather for four days.  I’m exhausted and my feet hurt so bad I can barely walk!!

Running around like…

…a chicken with my head cut off! This day has been none stop. Getting ready for Vegas is SO much work people! And with that, I’m off to cook dinner, finish packing, go tanning and try to sleep.

Catch ya next week after I’ve been Vegas-fied!

Pain and Las Vegas

So my mom fell and broke her arm yesterday. She’s going to the orthopedic surgeon today to find out what the deal is regarding a cast, etc. I think maybe I should put off moving for a month and just help her out around the house. It was her right arm, and being right-handed, things are very difficult for her. And she’s in a lot of pain. Luckily, my sister-in-law is going to come and stay with her this weekend while I’m in Vegas and my dad and brother are in California.

I’m talking to a few potential roommates but none of them are as great, nor are the apartments are as great, as the one I had lined up last week. Maybe some more time will be better in terms of that. But then again, staying at home with both of my parents will drive me drink (even more than I do now) very quickly.

And in less than 48 hours, I will be in Sin City!!

Still bummed

Well I’m still bummed. I just don’t want to get out of this funk and I don’t think I’ll be able to for a few days. The apartment was so perfect, I just don’t see how I’m going to find another one. And I don’t even want to look. There are so many weirdos down there. I don’t really want to live alone, but I don’t want to live with some random person who steals my stuff or something. Grr.

I just can’t catch a break. I don’t get it.

Where’s Jason?

Today has been a crap day. Stupid Friday the 13th really lived up to its hype for me.

First, my hair colorist didn’t color my roots. Which is what I went in for. Instead, they colored the rest of my hair, which also needed doing, but what is the point of a foil if you don’t color the roots? So they told me to come back in about a week and they’ll touch up the roots for free. And they threw in a bottle of expensive conditioner (Kerastase). So I guess it worked out, but I wasn’t happy for about 4 of the hours I was sitting there today. My hair cut turned out great, so I was happy about that.

And then I got home to find the email I had been dreading. I found this apartment on craigslist in MC the other night and it’s perfect. The girl is renting out the other rbedroom in her apartment, and it has a separate bathroom. It has a balcony, fireplace, undercover gated parking, a rooftop pool and is in the perfect (and I mean perfect) location. Also, the rent is about what I expected to pay and everyone in the building is my age. We have been emailing all week, exchanged phone numbers and myspace.com links. She seems completely normal and cool. My cousin took time out of her crazy, busy life to go look at the apartment yesterday and told me how fabulous it was. The girl even emailed me to tell me how great my cousin was and that she would be following up with me today.  Today, I get an email telling me that I seem great, etc., but that she doesn’t want to rent to me because she hasn’t met me in person. Which I understand, because after all, I was going to rent a place unseen and with a girl I’ve never met. But what I don’t understand is why wait until today to tell me? She knew I wasn’t living in the area, she met my cousin, sent me pictures of the apartment, and emailed me all week. Why waste my time and my cousin’s time to decide this today? I’m just so bummed. This is the second apartment that hasn’t worked out, and I just don’t even want to look anymore. I can’t find a job, the job listings are getting smaller by the day, and now I have to start over looking for an apartment in a city full of weirdos. I’m just over it. Nothing seems to be working out here or there, and I don’t know what to do. I was so looking forward to moving out in about 2 weeks and driving down to start my new life. And now I’m stuck here at home for who knows how much longer. And honestly, I’m getting really, really sick of it. I don’t know what to do. It was the perfect apartment, and I guess that when things seem to be good to be true, they are. I even emailed her back and asked if there was anything I could do to change her mind. She hasn’t answered, and I doubt there is anything that will change her mind.

So, where’s Jason? Send him on in…

Thanks, brain

So now that I’m an official workout-aholic, my brain has decided I only need about 6.5-7 hours of sleep a night. I usually get 9. But for the last few nights, I haven’t been able to sleep until at least 1:30 or 2am, and then I’m awake and roaring to go around 8. Except today, I was up at 7:15!! I should be more tired than I am. It’s odd. I guess my body is in sync and knows what’s best though.

I’m going to get my hair foiled today. Hello new blonde, freshly cut hair. Can’t wait.

I got a random email from this girl who wants the 411 on my law school. I gave it to her, completely honest. Not that I went to a bad school, but there were definitely bad things about it and I’m still reaping the effects these days. I wish someone had been as honest with me before I went. Might have saved myself thousands of dollars. Oh well, live and learn.

Things are still in the planning stages regarding moving to MC. I think that it may be very, very soon that I shall pack up my little Honda and drive down. Which is scary and freaking me out, but I also can’t wait to go and finally start living my life!

Viva la what?

So Vegas is next week. I’ve been tanning, bleaching my teeth and working out about five times a week. This bod better be ready for the pool and bikini! And I’m also getting my hair did on Friday. Oh snap!

But there is still drama. My friend T still wants to go to this pool party and pay a minimum of 80 bucks. And she wants to go out clubbing and out to dinner. Argh. I really don’t want to go to the pool party, but I don’t want to sound like a whiner either. And if they all go, what will I do? Stay at my own pool? My friend M and her entourage are arriving that day (Friday) and she said I could up with them, but they don’t get in until later. I could just wander around I suppose, but that’s not fun. And we plan on doing that Thursday. I may have to break down and go to this pool party. I just hope they don’t get a cabana because if they do, the price will skyrocket. It just seems stupid to me to pay money when I have a perfectly fine pool at my own hotel.

And the weather here still sucks. I swear there is no such thing as global warming! Well, at least where I live

And there is something at work regarding MC, but I don’t want to jinx myself!!

I say no

So I am going to Vegas next week for a friend’s bachelorette party. My friend T and I are in the same boat when it comes to this trip–both of us are moving across the country, both of us recently passed the bar exam in the two hardest states in the country, and both of us are pretty low on cash.

Today I got an agenda for the weekend from the person planning the Vegas trip. On the itinerary is Ditch Friday  at the Palms Hotel. The guesstimate of how much this will cost? Per person? For 8 hours? $140. WTF? I’m supposed to spend that much money to go to a pool when I have 4 at my own hotel? Oh and the entrance fee is another $25. I don’t drink enough to justify spending that much money.

I’m just annoyed because T and I had agreed not to go but now she wants to go. I don’t feel like partying from 8am-6pm. Yes, that’s 8am. At a pool. Ugh. I definitely don’t have that much money for one day. I can just imagine how much the rest of this trip is going to cost. They’re talking dinner at a very expensive place, clubbing it a few nights, and cabs.

Although I’m excited to go, I can’t help but feel this is going to be a drama-filled trip. That’s what happens when you combine 14+ girls I guess.