Back From Vegas

Yup I got back from Vegas a few days ago. As should have been expected, there were no wild bacchanalian nights for me. But I did have a super awesome time regardless. During the afternoon (we stayed up uber late every night and so we got up late too) we went shopping. For the first two days we stayed mostly in The Forum shops or whatever they're called, in the Venetian, and those were pretty fun. They were modeled to look like the streets of Venice and probably some other Italian city I don't know. The interesting thing was that despite Las Vegas being made up of equal parts glitter and cheese, it didn't feel cheesy. The whole thing was... enchanting almost. The walls looked like actual small-scale building and the shops were well-incorporated; the ceiling was painted to look like the sky, but it was realistic enough that it didn't really throw you off. Even the canals and singing gondola rowers in a certain part of it felt quaint rather than obnoxious. I really enjoyed it, and I got some pretty nifty clothes, including a glow-in-the-dark franken-cat shirt, an awesomely smexy black skirt, and greatest of all... a corset! It's super high quality too, sprung-steel ribbing and 100% cotton and silk. I adore it completely, and I can even put it on by myself :3 It takes my 28 inch waist and takes it to a 26. So I suppose I don't really need a corset... but I just can't resist! I love how elegant and sexy it feels. Gah, so much fun.

So uhm... other than that I had finals this week, and I think I did pretty good on them. I know I got an A on my Geometry final and I'm pretty sure I got A's and B's on everything else. Hoorah. Oh gosh, I wrote the most random poem (Not random in it's contents, just random with what I normally write for poetry) So the requirements were: Dialogue, Description, A president, A flashback, the mention of math, and the mention of science. Seeing as I don't readily know all of the president's scientific achievements I couldn't just write about a dead white guy. SO instead I wrote about Speakeasies and Prohibition. It was pretty fun, the last line was "Happiness equals Rum" and it rhymed sometimes. Most because I FUCKING LOVE RHYMING!!! (Insert the "I fucking love coloring" kid here) Yeeaaahhh. Uhm other than that... woo finals are over... and uhm... woo I got Matt's phone number and I might ask him to come see Tron with me maybe .3. *cough*

And Kelsey wants me to join here in seeing how long we can stay up. Both of us want to get to the point of hallucination. But I'm like that almost every day soooo.... Happy Kanishmas?