Ahhh packing. I love it because I'm excited to be going somewhere, and I hate it because I always feel like I'm forgetting something. In 5 hours I'll be chillin' at the airport, ready to get my party on in Vegas baby, woo! Going to be a pretty fucking sweet weekend. Friday night, Alice in Chains at the Hard Rock. Saturday, walking around with a fat daquiri in my hand and a hot man on my arm. Sunday, the hair show. TiGi always puts on a great show, and they'll be showing their new collection followed by the "Hair Rocks" hairshow. Fun fun times 
Looks like I'll have a job interview when I get back into town as well, so I'm happy about this, seeing as how in 2 weeks I'll be unemployed.
Oregon next weekend with my favorite boys and some more friends.
The only trip missing is one to New Orleans to see my favorite girl. Soon, hopefully.
Alright, back to packing and all that bullshit.
Looks like I'll have a job interview when I get back into town as well, so I'm happy about this, seeing as how in 2 weeks I'll be unemployed.
Oregon next weekend with my favorite boys and some more friends.
The only trip missing is one to New Orleans to see my favorite girl. Soon, hopefully.
Alright, back to packing and all that bullshit.