the 6 am flight from vegas this morning was the worst flight of my life. still drunk from leaving the club only two hours before, i had some coffee to sober up and stay awake. big mistake - i passed out on the flight, but woke up in oakland feeling like shit - tired, dehydrated, yucky. went home and proceeded to throw up coffee before passing out (anyone remember when i did that in dc, too?). disgusting. i heard lionel in the airport as i boarded the plane and thought of how much i love and miss my stoner boyfriend.
highlights of the weekend:
-half of little bottles of alch. on the plane with bot thursday night
-smothered cheese fries @ denny's
-chippendale's steve butter-popcorn-chicken marinade
-two-hour brunch buffet @ bally's
-chilean sea bass @ the bellagio
-santori time, rj
-getting felt up by a red m&m in the creepy m&m exhibit!!
-pictures of julia's boobs
-obsession with steph chang
-awesome awesome new board!! the best we've had yet
"i lost 25 cents at the penny slots today. BUT i won 50 cents yesterday." - chance
here are some pics. can people send me their pics from this weekend too?

the best part about vegas is the subtle patriotism.

cute japanese woman who was probably thinking "what the fuck is this place?"

the bot, being the bot.

i don't really like this picture of me, but it's something. i kept bitching about how fake the eiffel tower looks, as if authenticity is what vegas is really concerned with.

yay new board!!!! they are way more rad than i.

donuts getting glazed.

a self-explanatory picture.
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"us," regina spektor



