Vegas and Utah 2005: A pictorial

July 07, 2005

Man alive... I swear, when I'm rich, I'm going to create a clothes store only for chicks size 10 to 18, and I'm going to have CUTE clothes WITH SLEEVES for those who don't really think the world is ready to see them in a sleeveless shirt.

Seriously. Just try to get a cute shirt with sleeves that you can wear on a first date. It's fucking impossible, and I'm fucking tired of it!

Bah! I just want to look cute tomorrow! I don't want to look like I'm trying to hard, but I do want to give him a little something something to think about, ya know? Lordy.

I just...can't even begin to explain what I am feeling for this boy right now. I'm even thinking that if things go well in the next couple of weeks, I'm going to tell him about this here diary. Of course I'd have to edit some stuff, including this sentence that I'm writing right here. Holy God Lordy Lord, I can't fucking wait to see him tomorrow. I can't wait to sit next to him in a dark theater and figure out what happens next. Ohhhh.

ANYWAY. I have lots to say about my vacation, but I really hate the fact that I seem to be boring my D-land audience to death with my long rambly entries. So, here's a shitload of pictures that will help to tell my tale of Las Vegas/Utah 2005.

In Vegas, I stayed at the Mirage. It was okay, I suppose. But I've been so spoiled by good hotels in the past that the Mirage really didn't do much for me. I did enjoy their blackjack and pai gow poker, though. Not so much when I lost all my money, but you know, before that.

Some pictures:

I love this welcome thing at the airport...it gets me all excited in the pants to know that I am finally in my city:

The strip from the highway:

The only tiger I could find at the Mirage:

Just another busy day in Vegas:

The aquarium behind the check-in desk at the Mirage:

I love this picture so much that I'm going to get it blown up and framed and put it on my wall:

The Bellagio thingie:

Yeah. You get the gist.

On Saturday afternoon, my mom and stepdad picked me up from Vegas and we drove 4 hours to Richfield, Utah.

Here's a sunset that we encountered on that journey:

I obviously have more pictures, but for now, let's go with that.

As far as the vacation went, it was good and relaxing. I didn't enjoy Vegas as much as I used to because it was waayyy too crowded. I'm not going there around the 4th ever again if I can help it. Also, it was like 109 degrees and just not pleasant. Not that I was ever outside except for transfer purposes, but, you know.

I do want to say that my fourth of July fireworks experience was pretty close to perfect. It was kinda chilly in the evening and we all wore jackets, which would not happen in Texas in the summer, ever. We all kinda cuddled on the blanket and watched the fireworks, which weren't totally impressive, but they worked well anyway.

Fourth of July has always kinda been a symbolic holiday for me because that's when Josh and I broke up 8 years ago. I've always kinda been reflective about past relationships and stuff like that. This year was no exception, and I had a lot more to celebrate than I have in years past. Out with Matt, in with the new boy that I am so completely fascinated by.

You know... I don't know if things will work out with us, but there's vibes and chemistry and things to talk about and things in common and shared interest in the written word, and I really feel like this could work. So when I was sitting there on that blanket with my mom and stepdad, thinking about this new boy and thinking about how relieved I am that I no longer have to be chained to Matt for the rest of my life... it was just really, really nice.

Also, I'd like to say that I know just a few weeks ago I was talking about how I wasn't ready to date again...well, I lied. I really meant that I didn't want to have to resort to going online to find someone to date. But finding someone in a writing class... that works, right? Surely.

Okay then.

*****

3 years ago...
"Sometimes I just have this urge to go get me some porn."

4 years...
"I've been thinking about Ms. Cleo."

a year ago...
"There's just something completely depressing about Las Vegas as a whole, yet that's what totally attracts me to it at the same time."

2 years...
"Except.. if he fucks this up, if he hurts me one more god damn time, it's over, and he knows it, and I know it."