I like Vegas, a lot. I get very excited every time I go there. I like watching football for 14 hours on Saturday with my buddies, I like ordering drinks with strange names because they are free. I like making up drinks because they are free (This weekend it was a "Van Earl") Why? Long Story about a sportscaster my buddy BK and I used to watch back in college on Fox Sports Net. His saying was "Helllllooooooooo Everybooooooooddddddddddddddyyyyyyyyyyy" and he would seriously say this for like 5 seconds. So I thought, you know what would be cool? I nice stiff drink that makes you say "Hellllllllooooooo Everybooooooddddddddyyyyyyyyyyy"... I'm a total nerd. I know this.
I also like the fact that Vegas is 80* in November. I like the great restaurants, I like the fact that this whole town of glitz and glam is in the middle of the desert and makes no sense that people go there, other than to basically waste money and forget who they are by drinking too much. It's a very strange town. I like the million dollar clubs and the games you have to play to try to get in (definitely helps to know The Baller). Vegas is a lot of fun, but I HATE COMING HOME. That has to be the worst flight ever, knowing the next morning the alarm clock will be ringing bright and early and you totaled maybe 8 hours of sleep the past 2 nights. I need a vacation from my Vegas trip. If you have been there, you know exactly what I mean. But, this feeling will wear off like it always does and I will be stoked for the next trip.
My thoughts right now "ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
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