so this past laborday weekend was the highlight of the month, more so of than ever. met up w/ sum of my childhood bffs for a getaway trip out 2 vegas, nv in celebration of our being fabulous women and enterin' our 30's with delight and anticipation. it was a glorious weekend full of fun, heated debates, etc. . .what a weekend w/ women is suppose 2 b 'bout, and i'm so glad we finally made it happen -- definitely, 'bout damn time in fact.
we stayed in a posh timeshare that was borrowed from one of my bff's gfriend at work, only charged us 4 da entire wk'nd $200 bucks which no matter how u cut it, is still a very sweet deal when cruisn' vegas-style.
i decided 2 never-ever drive n-e mor' out 2 sincity due 2 lessons learned from the past, so i flew out, touchdwn by 1PM, had 1 of my homies pick me up from the airport. it was nice, hangin' out -- had sum grub and watched sum "wildboys on mtv" 2 hold me over till da rest of my entourage arrived later that day.
got settl'd finally in2 da suite, bought sum brew & mo' grub and l8r in da eve, play'd sum texas hold 'em w/ sum locals from around da way & jst u no wat, dey jst so happen'd 2 b from samoa as well . . . small world, i tell ya!!!
nxt day was spnt sleepin' in. . .havin' a restful, relaxn', vry chill'n day spent INside (no doubt) -- 2 HOT as fuc'd 2 evn wonder da cross-streets, a whole lot of bullshattn'. . .got a call from our local resident bff invitin' us 2 a b-day bash, evn got da same invite from da partyplanner, himself so it was all G -- always down 4 n e thin' really.
l8r we got doll'd up 2 go hang out 4 sum mo' drinkn' -- ended up at a local joint call'd aloha bar (a whole in da wall) karaoke slash billiards in which college aged and perhaps sum wanna-B socialites and a few hamos/polys seem'd 2 flock.
stay'd up wid a homie from samoa till da wee hours of da morn jst bullshattn' & drinkn' (da rest of my posse turned in 4 da nite). . .then finally hit da sack at 8AM -- had a good of 4-5hrs of sleep action. . .i could get use 2 dat.
went out 4 sum grubbn' at sahara den play'd da nickel machine & a big spin fortune, blew off $10 bucks only. lol hey, wat can i say -- i'm a wuss!
overall, my time & energy spent there was more of a refresher course on how i try and live life everyday now. however, by day 2 i was needing a jolt of reality that sumtimes, a getaway trip isn't key when u don't have the ppl that matter most 2 u 2 enjoy the goodness -- so yes, shai-styles & steel (my boys) -- there's a time and place 4 'em, and bringin' 'em out 2 vegas wasn't a item on the agenda, at least not like a trip w/ the homegirlys, so instead i'm thinkin' of legoland or seaworld central 2 make myself less guilty 'bout it all.
my feelings 4 vegas itself is like gettin' a bikini wax -- it's necessary 2 have frequent visits, but it can b damn painful in the process. so even though i get a lil' x cited 4 a trip 2 vegas, a few days spent in sin city makes me miss e'vrything else so i 4get da whole purpose of my trip 2 begin w/. i prefer 2 hang low either in or nearby cities of san diego. it's not as overrated.
toodles, j
we stayed in a posh timeshare that was borrowed from one of my bff's gfriend at work, only charged us 4 da entire wk'nd $200 bucks which no matter how u cut it, is still a very sweet deal when cruisn' vegas-style.
i decided 2 never-ever drive n-e mor' out 2 sincity due 2 lessons learned from the past, so i flew out, touchdwn by 1PM, had 1 of my homies pick me up from the airport. it was nice, hangin' out -- had sum grub and watched sum "wildboys on mtv" 2 hold me over till da rest of my entourage arrived later that day.
got settl'd finally in2 da suite, bought sum brew & mo' grub and l8r in da eve, play'd sum texas hold 'em w/ sum locals from around da way & jst u no wat, dey jst so happen'd 2 b from samoa as well . . . small world, i tell ya!!!
nxt day was spnt sleepin' in. . .havin' a restful, relaxn', vry chill'n day spent INside (no doubt) -- 2 HOT as fuc'd 2 evn wonder da cross-streets, a whole lot of bullshattn'. . .got a call from our local resident bff invitin' us 2 a b-day bash, evn got da same invite from da partyplanner, himself so it was all G -- always down 4 n e thin' really.
l8r we got doll'd up 2 go hang out 4 sum mo' drinkn' -- ended up at a local joint call'd aloha bar (a whole in da wall) karaoke slash billiards in which college aged and perhaps sum wanna-B socialites and a few hamos/polys seem'd 2 flock.
stay'd up wid a homie from samoa till da wee hours of da morn jst bullshattn' & drinkn' (da rest of my posse turned in 4 da nite). . .then finally hit da sack at 8AM -- had a good of 4-5hrs of sleep action. . .i could get use 2 dat.
went out 4 sum grubbn' at sahara den play'd da nickel machine & a big spin fortune, blew off $10 bucks only. lol hey, wat can i say -- i'm a wuss!
overall, my time & energy spent there was more of a refresher course on how i try and live life everyday now. however, by day 2 i was needing a jolt of reality that sumtimes, a getaway trip isn't key when u don't have the ppl that matter most 2 u 2 enjoy the goodness -- so yes, shai-styles & steel (my boys) -- there's a time and place 4 'em, and bringin' 'em out 2 vegas wasn't a item on the agenda, at least not like a trip w/ the homegirlys, so instead i'm thinkin' of legoland or seaworld central 2 make myself less guilty 'bout it all.
my feelings 4 vegas itself is like gettin' a bikini wax -- it's necessary 2 have frequent visits, but it can b damn painful in the process. so even though i get a lil' x cited 4 a trip 2 vegas, a few days spent in sin city makes me miss e'vrything else so i 4get da whole purpose of my trip 2 begin w/. i prefer 2 hang low either in or nearby cities of san diego. it's not as overrated.
toodles, j
