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Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Aug. 11th, 2003 06:34 pmWell, the Las Vegas part at least.
Fear of the heat perhaps. And loathing of Robert. Oh Yes. More rant on that later.
Seventy-five hours.
Twelve driving, twenty-eight in Las Vegas, twelve driving.
Insert sleep when neccesary.
The wedding was pretty, if extremely short, rushed and Las Vegas-like (read, non-denominational, more-or-less-meaningless drivel). Jacob has really grown up from what I remembered (he was the one getting married). He looked eerily like Craig sometimes. Only older.
I was not allowed to drive, beacause I'm not 21. I couldn't gamble, because I'm not 21. And I couldn't get into any of the clubs that my cousins were going to because... you guessed it, I'm not 21. Needless to say, I was a bit upset at my age.
On the drive back I finnally got to drive for a few hours. This meant I got to play my music. Mom has passed her judgement on Maaya Sakamoto (Easy Listening album): Really whiny. This always kinda depresses me. My mom's opinion means a lot to me and knowing that she absolytely can't stand most of the music I listen to - in this case one of my favorite artists - really hurts.
Other Random Notes:
- Black pearls are expensive
- Desterts are hot
- Reading is good
- Writing is better
- I am utterly distracted by anything with Japanese writing on it
- New rings are shiny and good
Fear of the heat perhaps. And loathing of Robert. Oh Yes. More rant on that later.
Seventy-five hours.
Twelve driving, twenty-eight in Las Vegas, twelve driving.
Insert sleep when neccesary.
The wedding was pretty, if extremely short, rushed and Las Vegas-like (read, non-denominational, more-or-less-meaningless drivel). Jacob has really grown up from what I remembered (he was the one getting married). He looked eerily like Craig sometimes. Only older.
I was not allowed to drive, beacause I'm not 21. I couldn't gamble, because I'm not 21. And I couldn't get into any of the clubs that my cousins were going to because... you guessed it, I'm not 21. Needless to say, I was a bit upset at my age.
On the drive back I finnally got to drive for a few hours. This meant I got to play my music. Mom has passed her judgement on Maaya Sakamoto (Easy Listening album): Really whiny. This always kinda depresses me. My mom's opinion means a lot to me and knowing that she absolytely can't stand most of the music I listen to - in this case one of my favorite artists - really hurts.
Other Random Notes:
- Black pearls are expensive
- Desterts are hot
- Reading is good
- Writing is better
- I am utterly distracted by anything with Japanese writing on it
- New rings are shiny and good
