I left Vegas just about a week ago, and I'm still f-ing tired. We had a rad ass time. Like probably one of the top three greatest times I've ever had in my life...this is despite the fact that I spent the first nite not in the city of sin but in the city of cheese...Milwaukee. Ladies and gents, I implore you...never fly Midwest Airlines. No matter how cheap them g-d tickets are. JUST DON'T DO IT!!
If you are curious what our weekend was like, I feel this video sums it up pretty accurately (Thank you Mealz):
To actually summarize, we spent Friday at a pool party at the Palms, Friday night bowling and drinking with the guys, Saturday wandering the strip looking hot, and Saturday night tearing that shit up at RumJungle, Pure, and Ghost Bar. We saw the sun rise when we left the Palms on Saturday night/Sunday morning. It was simply stunning.
Anyways, that's all I pretty much feel like sharing (and I'll that I'm legally bound to). Now I'm just counting down the days until I see m'girls again on Saturday for a week of f-u-n before Sass's wedding. On the agenda: More dancing, possibly (hopefully) toobing, looking cute, laying around, and playing Wiiiiiii!!!! I caint wait!