June 25th, 2008


There have been better vacations.

That was possibly the least fun trip to vegas I've ever had. I felt like a third wheel the whole time, and plans for shows and clubs were dashed by poor preparation and my traveling companion's loss of most of his cash within 24 hours of arriving in Vegas. I missed my Charles. I suck at blackjack.

Oh, and I hate downtown. Almost forgot about that.

So what am i doing now? I'm waiting for my laundry to finish, so that I can pack my bag and leave for Vegas again in 24 hours. This time, I've got something to do, I'm going with Charles to the Inkfest tattoo convention. He's going to get his head tattooed, and I'm going to laugh at him. I'll be staying on the strip, and no one I'm going with this time is into gambling. So I think it'll be a better trip.

I am so glad to be home.