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Why is it that I'm on vacation yet I'm still spending all my time on the fucking computer? To be fair, there's not much to do at this hotel. Gamble, drink, and swim, that's about it. I've mostly been doing the second. Mini-bar is nicely stocked. Still not drunk, though. Just tired.
I'm off to bed. Today has been... really fucking weird. Rachel got sloshed and then proposed to me, Ivy and Hush are the most unlikely couple I've ever heard of, and Jon acts like a twelve year old when he's drunk.
Phoenix isn't terribly exciting. I think I'll drive to Vegas tomorrow. Then maybe hit up Reno the next day. I'm not sure. I just can't stand sitting in the goddamn hotel room all day, drinking overpriced and (frankly lousy) liquor and watching re-runs of shitty sitcoms. Hopefully Vegas'll be better.
I'm off to bed. Today has been... really fucking weird. Rachel got sloshed and then proposed to me, Ivy and Hush are the most unlikely couple I've ever heard of, and Jon acts like a twelve year old when he's drunk.
Phoenix isn't terribly exciting. I think I'll drive to Vegas tomorrow. Then maybe hit up Reno the next day. I'm not sure. I just can't stand sitting in the goddamn hotel room all day, drinking overpriced and (frankly lousy) liquor and watching re-runs of shitty sitcoms. Hopefully Vegas'll be better.