Saturday, November 21, 2009

a day (or a few) in the life of the quarintined.

Las Vegas was amazing.

Going to vegas with your mom (who, I might add, is not keen on drinking or gambling) may sound like a drag, but believe you me, it was amazing! We had soooooo much fun. We stayed at the Trump Towers. HOLY SHIT. most amazing room ever! terry cloth robes, tea kettle, art books, huge comfy bed, hot tub, and... a fuckin' TV in the bathroom mirror!!!! I'm not kidding. I will have pictures soon.

We pretty much spent the next 2 1/2 days walking the strip. we hit up EVERY hotel and casino. I finally convinced myself to invest in some nice shoes and indulged myself in some Clark's.

I got these and another pair of men's lowrise desert boots. love 'em.

I think my mom was baffled by my knowledge of alcohol, like that I actually had drink preferences (Gin of course). She gave me a few concerned looks throughout the day as I continued to order drinks. She was amazed I never got drunk. uh yeah prob because I never had more then 2 drinks in an hour, or 6 drinks in a day. {I hope this doesn't make me seem like a total alchy}.

anyways, i'll sum it up with a list (as i do best)
*$8 well drinks no matter where you go, WTF???
*slots... down $20
*california pizza kitchen, delicious
*"slappers" harrassing you with "direct to you girls" cards
*me asking my mom "do i look like i need a hooker that bad?"
*Cirque de Soleil show LOVE. holy crap amazing!
*had to pee soooo painfully bad throughout the show but resisted the urge because I didn't want to miss a thing!
*slots... WON $200 at Treasure Island!!!
*fancy schmancy window shopping: Marc Jacobs, Chanel, Prada... yarrrghhh...
*more slots... lost $30, but still up!
*oh wait if you gamble you drink for free????? Blerg! why didn't i know this 3 ($24) gin and tonics ago???
*mom and i got sleepy and rented the Hangover (which apparently she had seen and loved) for $13(!!!) in the hotel room.

Twas a great trip, even after about 5 hours of delays at the airport, but with everything said and done I need a shirt that reads...

"I partied in Vegas with my mom and all I got was this lousy SWINE FLU"

yep folks, i got the dreaded swine.

well actually i'm not %100 sure it was the swine because they wont let you go into the doctor, but I was prescribed meds over the phone and I feel soooo much better. I'm on day 3 of solitary confinement in my room, and I only have a few more hours of being feverless before I am not contagious.

here are a few things to document my experience:

my famous matzah-ball soup
my momma bought me an industrial size bag of ricola
Grey Gardens (barrymore style) and Curb (of course)
SUDAFED (before i got my real meds)
God bless netflix streaming
my prison

discovered i could make these:


rhythym dancers

watched these:

i need to get to dollywood ASAP

this makes me dizzy, in a good way

so much sexy...

an oldie, but a goodie

sorry for the long post, but I've gone stir crazy.

see you soon world!

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