Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
I'm not sure if this was the highlight of my 15 hrs in Vegas, or if it was being picked up - literally - by a ginger from Holland to see if I could find his friend with a white hat on the dance floor in some club at Palazzo. Yes, picked up as in elevated above his head. Had his name been Patrick, then it would have just been another day, another dude ;)
Monday, August 1, 2011
I came home for the weekend. My mom and I went down the shore and parked it on the beach for the day; it was glorious. Some light shopping yesterday, and today I had planned to return to the shore. I ran my errands in the morning and was filling up at Super Wawa when my best friend Kristy called to say that scheduling gave her a two day Vegas trip and asked if I wanted to go.
Yes. I want to go.
I'm gathering up all my things here, and making my way back up to Bayonne to shower and pack and head to the airport. Vegas baby, Vegas.