i noticed, other than my post last night, that i haven't updated since Vegas! so ill tell you a stupid short story.
i had a blast, again. i lost, again. wish it could have been longer, again. wished i had friends with me, again. similar disappointments this trip but still, it was a blast. I'm not sure why i love that city so much. its not like its glamorous. its pretty much the most artificial place on earth. walking the streets of vegas at 4am is like walking the streets of detroit. except worse. and sketchier, actually. the only thing that maybe makes it a little bit safe is the strip is obviously very well lit and most places have a security guard somewhere near the door.
i went for a walk alone down the strip and met a kid trying to sell weed. i let him put his number in my phone (stupid) and later that night i had nothing to do so i walked a few miles to hang out w/him and his friends (stupid) and we went back to his apartment (stupid) where he tried to sleep with me pretty aggressively but because he had the body of a 12 year old i was way stronger than him so i left. instead of taking a cab i walked back to my hotel, probably 6 miles (also stupid). i walked past a ton of sketch balls asking me if i wanted drugs or sex, or if i had drugs or wanted to have sex, etc but the one that really stuck out was when i walked past a drug dealer screaming into his phone to another drug dealer that if he stole his "spot" or money again he was going to set him on fire. then he threw his phone into the street and stormed off. maybe thats why i like vegas. its interesting, just like home.
