VEGAS

OMG...

Vegas was AMAZING! (and I never use caps) :P

I drank like a fish! My "drink" this weekend was a double Grey Goose on the rocks with extra lime. I drank so many of those that I had hangovers in the middle of the day. I got so toasted that even though I wanted to leave the table, I had to keep gambling because if I had gotten out of my seat, I would have fallen. I drank so much that it even stopped tasting like alcohol! One time, I had them bring it back because I told them it tasted like water with lemon. My liver hates me right now :P

On Sunday nite, I went to go see Celine Dion! Yay! :D We had the best seats too - 3rd row from the stage! :D The show was amazing! Celine Dion is one of the most amazing vocalists of our time and can do things with her voice that no one else can. The dancers and musicians were amazing and Dion gave a stellar performance. It was actually so beautiful that I sat there in my seat and cried! Sitting there crying in my corset top and strawberry daquiri... There were tons of hot male dancers and the one I was totally eyeing the whole show came down into the audience and started dancing with me! Swoon! :D

On Monday morning (okay, it was more like afternoon since it was 2PM, but it was morning for me because I went to sleep at 7AM the night before :P), I woke up, washed my face, and went down to play poker (you know you're a gamble-holic when you won't even brush your hair or teeth before hitting the tables again :P) Well, I met this cute guy, and he was totally flirting with my tore up self. So, I made a date with him for 11PM that nite.

In an effort to not look like shit again, I got all glammed out for our "...stays in Vegas" date :P We ended up hitting Rum Jungle and The Foundation Room at Mandalay Bay. I got so many compliments on my dancing, and other guys were giving my guy a thumbs up on me the whole nite. The best part was that not only was my guy a good dancer, but he was a freak on the dance floor! We would be grinding and he'd reach behind my neck, grab a handful of my hair in his fist, and pull my head to the side and bite my neck. So fucking hot. I found out later that he was a Marine. I guess what they say is true. Marines really are only good for two things - fighting and fucking ;)

All in all, the weekend was amazing. I hit a $400 jackpot on the quarter slots, played Hold 'Em poker for the first time at a casino, drank more liquor than I thought I could handle, now have a surplus on my "male attention meter" (:P) and (for the first time in my life) cried because something was so utterly beautiful. :D