I'm sitting in mine and Amy's hotel room in Vegas, catching up on this week's "Lost" using the magic of the interwebs. Cashmere is spa-ing, and Amy and Perkins are seeing the sites. Amy and I are going to see the super happy cheerful movie "The Reader" this afternoon. Isn't that the perfect Vegas thing to do!?
Tonight will likely be a show of some sort, and some drinking. I hope I will be able to drink. Unfortunately, I arrived Thursday night and got comped Grand Marnier with my margarita orders...all 3 or 4 of them. Ouch. I broke my rule of "no sweet liquor" and it came back to bite me in the ass. Hard. Yesterday I had a hangover so awful that I didn't leave the hotel room all day until the other chicas arrived around 6PM. And I didn't feel well all evening, even though I was delighted with the company.
Today? Much better. Got sleep, and Amy saved me by delivering me some Starbucks (no makers in the rooms here, dammit).
I slept! For 10 hours or so! And discovered that a friend posted a photo on facebook of me from about 1995, which made me laugh and laugh.
Aww, I'm jealous of the Vegas, sounds like fun!!
I had a nasty migraine last night, etcetc. And so far today I ran around trying to find crepe hair (yes) spirit gum (no, they only had the ginoromo bottle for sale, but when I got home I managed to wrestle open my glued shut bottle), paczkis (yes! though they were out of the cream, I got lemon and raspberry), and a rosary (yes! $1.30! for my performance tonight. Plus a great store for future presents for my father!). And called in a refill on a prescription.
Now to pick up prescription, rehearse for performance, get haircut, get in drag, go to show, perform, not kill girlfriend, have good time, hopefully enjoy self....
Las Vegas impressions go through periods of "wow, this place is awesome!" and "Wow, this place is skanky!"
Sadly, this is often on the same trip.
Often in the same breath.
I'm having some tea and getting ready to run some errands. Pet store, library, groceries.
Hunter Thompson once said that if the Nazis had won WWII they would have made Las Vegas the capitol of the United States. I take that as a hint as to which side of the argument he came down on. And he was man with a both a lot of skanky and a lot of awesome.
Huh. My doctor gave me some samples of a prescription anti-inflammatory gel. I was kind of skeptical, since topical pain relievers never did much of anything before, but this stuff seems to actually work, at least a little bit.
