Hello,
TL:DR AT THE BOTTOM because damn I wound up rambling while high.
This past weekend was a clusterfuck of events stacked on top of each other for me. I’m very much a procrastinator in so many facets of life, some directly impacted that weekend.
Travel plans were a vegas trip. To celebrate a bachelor party that I had been planning for one of my dearest friends. Lots of details came together, I did a damn good job with it too. Everyone else at the party was a vegas local, just me traveling, from New Orleans.
I don’t live in N.O. But it’s the best airport for me to use. I didn’t realize the severity of weather events that would take place until I was waiting for my connection flight in Phoenix (which was delayed two hours).
Got to Vegas at 11pm on a Friday, spent the entirety of Saturday going from event to event. Eating, drinking, vaping. I booked a pretty sweet suite on the strip and we had a couple of girls come entertain. One guy got scammed out of $400 for his attempt at ordering sex workers thru Snapchat (zero sympathy). But another used a legit service successfully. Man of the night got a lot of attention, and my treat was one of them picking a hundred dollar bill off my face with their pussy. Fun night.