I am not sure...

Looking back at my entry for the Chicago trip I came to the conclusion that our trips are either really boring or I have gotten used to the shenanigans that go on that I over look them when recounting them. I must view them like I do breathing, I know it happens I just don't take note of it every time it happens. So when I forget to tell you about the fact we almost missed our train twice or that not one but two celebrities died or that FN was overly flirty with new people or Romeo said something silly or Blanche did something stupid or I was moody. It's because all that is so second nature to our trips. Everything about our personal foibles is pretty par for the course and so is a celebrity death watch or sudden death of a celeb. But we had 2 celebs die this weekend, so a moment of silence for Bernie Mac and Isaac Hayes. I am sure when we were heading home the celebrity community breathed a sigh of relief.

Now as for missing our train that was pretty funny. As I was running out my door quite literally I got a call from FN saying that Romeo was running late and that I had a few extra minutes. I thought, great now I can run to the store and grab a bite to eat. Well apparently noon on a Friday is the time to do your weekly shopping at the downtown Marsh. As I stood with a banana and a coke zero in my hand I got into a line that never moved. there were a grand total of 3 lines open and roughly a thousand people who needed to check out. The funniest, I say funniest but I meant infuriating, part was that each of the 3 lines had people with over flowing carts and then a line of people with one or two items. One guy actually had 2 carts. The line I was in the women was using vouchers that were from the looks of it worth only $3 each and each one had it's own transaction system and 3 employees had to be there to help. You could only scan 2-3 items then print up the receipt and then sign the voucher and have an employee sign it that lather, rinse, repeat. I stood for 15-20 minutes and never moved. I put down my items in line and left. So with that and Romeo running late we had lost our 30 minute cushion and so we couldn't make any unnecessary stops. We were doing well on time except we hit traffic that moved at a snails pace. The funny part was that as we pulled up there was our train. Of course by the time we would have gotten the luggage out and Blanche and Romeo had their cigarettes we wouldn't have made it. So we decided we had 2 hours till the next train lets get lunch. So in East Chicago there is no restaurants, which baffles me because there are a lot of fat people there. so we used all of our 2 hours to find a McDonald's and barely make it back in time to catch the second train. Had it been on time I am not sure we would have made it, which would have just been pathetic on our part. But we made it and all was well.

Wow I was right we are just really boring.

There and back again.

So we made it to Chicago and back in one piece. Spent much of my time this last weekend in a bar and with people I know from Indy. We joked about how this was Greg's North and really not too far off from that. I really enjoyed myself and I am really solidifying that I am such a solitary person and am very fine with that. I spent quite a bit of time away from the boys and really contemplated getting away on my own sometime in the future. I do worry that I will turn into a hermit. Though it is nice to know that I can navigate myself pretty much wherever I need to go and take care of myself. I can also keep myself occupied and entertained. It was a pretty tame weekend all in all. No raging displays of stupidity.

Though I am still amazed at how some people will put themselves out there. Example Sunday night Blanche, Romeo and I were up on the top deck of Sidetracks and sitting on a bench. A man came up and started talking with us, of course Romeo abandoned ship and started texting ignoring all that was happening. Blanche continued talking to the man I gave a pleasant hello. I really had no desire to converse with him. Well Blanche felt I needed to have better relations with this man who was obviously interested because I had at this point twice removed his hand from the inside of my shorts. I was trying to be nice but I absolutely hate when people feel they have the right to invade my personal space. A hand on the shoulder or arm around the waist that is completely different but a hand digging for gold in my pant legs is completely different. I mean good for this man for going for what he wanted but really get the hint and take your hands of my penis.

Aside from Blanche being the worst wing man in history all went well. On the trip I attribute that to the fact I didn't stay with them the entire weekend.

Well we made it. Pt 1

We got an early start on Wednesday morning and made it to the airport with no trouble what so ever. The lines were short which is always good. We landed in Vegas and headed to the Hotel, again pretty smooth over all the whole trip has been pretty smooth. What made the first day so very entertaining was the 190 octane from Fat Tuesdays. If you don't know what a 190 Octane is, well it's an orange slushie with Vodka. oh and grain alcohol. It was 32 ozs of goodness. I was pretty drunk for the day. I had 2 of the 190's and the second one had an extra shot of grain alcohol. The wondering around the mall was very much like my wondering around the grocery store saying "Oooooooooo I love shoes!" And the flitting into random shoe stores. I think my favorite moment came when we went to do a survey in the mall. They wanted people to watch tv and take a survey. I was drunkenly all for it. I don't remember much of the show except yelling at Blache to shut the fuck up because I couldn't hear. When we finished that survey we ended up taking another one. This one was to try beer. It was awful. I mean this was the worst swill I had tasted, and I roomed with a Lesbian. The rest of the day became a bit of a blur. I know we went to dinner and then we came home but really. That is about all I can recall at this point.

So that was our half day in Vegas. I believe we also gambled and drank some more but really I was drinking so I claim no responsibility for my actions.

Thursday was a day of shopping and getting ready for the party that night at Risque. I did splurge a bit while shopping but I feel I did a relatively good job of not over spending. I even took a pair of Diesels back because they really didn't work with what I was wearing. Yea, I know who knew it was physically possible for me to return shoes. I did need mom to do a little hand holding for it but I made it through unscathed. Anyway, we got all dolled up to head to the party where there was to be an open bar from 10-12. The cover was $25, but that all went to charities and really I am sure I can down $25 in booze in 2 hours. That was until I saw the line at the one bar with only 3 bartenders. There was probably 300-400 men there. This was just poor planning or perfect planning if they didn't want to shell out for 2 hours of free hooch. After being in line without moving for 20 minutes I said fuck it I don't need a drink that bad and wondered. The Bar was small for the event. The place is probably very comfortable with 150-200 max, but we were way over that. Blanche god love her brought me a drink, 45 minutes after we got there. It was fine but weak. Then the show started and people moved away from the bar so FN and I decided to get back into the frey to get more to drink. It was rapidly becoming Midnight and felt we need to suck this place as dry as we could. Still with many people gone it was hella busy. Some fuctard tried to shove me out of the way at the bar. Karma is a bitch girls just remember that. I as I am standing at the bar waiting for the extremely busy bartender to get free. I notice the guy on my left had been there for a very long time waiting to get an order. The asshole on my right was trying to shout his order to the bartender, effectively cutting us all off. He had cut once before so I wasn't about to let him again. I turned on my teacher voice and shouted over him that the guy next to me had been waiting longer and needed to get his order in first. The jack hole to my right scowled at me, and I shot him a look that said "Look bitch I had 3 older brother growing up, don't think you scare me. I ain't afraid to break my nails." He kind of backed down at that point. After the guy on the left got his order in I and the shithead placed ours and the bartender said "We have gone to a cash bar so you will pay for those." I had ordered just one, but the cunticle next to me order 4 beers and there for had to shell out quite a bit of cash. I was so pleased that the jerk had to pay and all his pushing and shoving was for naught, that I didn't care that I had just paid $11 for a weak ass drink.

We kind of took off from there. I was bored and tired. I had done my good deed for the day and felt I deserved a rest.

Well I will fill in on the rest of the trip later. But for now I will say I had a good time over all.

Are we there yet Papa Smurf

Well I have just weighed myself and the final weigh in for the Vegas trip is 219lbs. I must say we started this crusade 6 months ago and I think 12lbs is a good show. Especially when you think about the shit I ate and the lack of going to the gym. But I am now on a different crusade. I use to be a thin person. Granted I never want to be that thin again, I am not even sure that is physically possible. I do want to get back to what I would consider normal for me. I see the genetics in my family and most of the males were thin till their late 20's and then bam fatass and it stays with them. I don't want that at all. Plus diabetes, hypertension, high cholesterol, heart disease, my family medical history is like walking through a mine field with clown shoes on. So while I am in Vegas I must hit the gym at least once if not twice.

So speaking of Vegas, I am really being impatient. I really need it to be here now. I am so ancy that I am not going to BGB tonight. Ok that's not the reason, I need to stay home finish packing and go to bed early cause we have an early ass flight. I am in such need of this I can't even say. I did some thinking over the last few weeks and realized since I started working at the school I hadn't really had not taken a lot of time off. Yes I had summers but I spent just as much time at the school doing work then not. I haven't gone a week without doing something or stepping foot on that campus for 4 years. Which might be why I haven't done a damned thing for the past 2 weeks for school. No lesson plans, picking music, score study, nothing. I am loving it. So yea Vegas I am ready to sit by a pool and have beautiful men bring me very fruity drinks with umbrellas in them.

So the next post, hopefully, will be from sunny Nevada. And as my ex said, what happens in Vegas, get posted on 3 different blogs. But not Blanche's that bitch hasn't written in ages.

I have lost 5% of me.

So here we are one week out from Vegas. I just need to get away for awhile. Yes I went to Ireland this year but that doesn't count since I was working the entire time or I was sick. And yes once again traveling with the Mean Girls. You would think I had learned my lesson the last few times I have traveled with them. But I think it will work out well. Think being the operative word and the word that will most likely be the downfall.

Anyway the excitement behind all of this is that FN decided that we along with a few others from our circle of friends would do a biggest loser ala Mean Girls. Well it started off fine but kind of dwindled toward the end. Except me who decided to sprint to the finish line. I am happy to report that I started at a whopping 231. As of yesterdays weighing I am at 220. Is this cause for celebration? Yes, with the move making me work a lot and already saw a lose of a lb or two I decided to just keep going with the labor intensiveness of my life. I have been to the gym 9 out of the last 10 days. I plan to go to the gym while I am in Vegas because we are going to Market Days in Chicago right before I go back to school and I want to be down a few more lbs by then. In the words of Margret Cho upon losing a lot of weight she said when she got to that size she had to fuck as many people as she could cause this body ain't going to last. I am not really going to fuck as many people as I can. But I would like as many people as possible wanting to. :) Is that evil of me? It won't happen like that but it's fun to think that it might.

So yes one week to go and 30 lbs to my goal weight. It's funny when I started college 14 years ago I was 80 lbs lighter than I am now. I just can't imagine how I got to this size. Oooooo ice cream!!!!

9 Days

To Vegas baby. Yes the Mean Girls are going to Vegas. It will be my first trip there. I am looking forward to it, I don't gamble so this will be interesting. I know there is more to do in Vegas than gamble I am just not sure what. It's Gay Days in Vegas as well so that could be interesting. The cool thing is that because it is gay days they have thing set up to do and the one thing that sounded really interesting was the rafting down the Colorado River. I think Mom and I may do that I am not sure if the others would be up for that but maybe they will be.

I will be continuing the move of my old posts. Damn that is a project. Ok well right now I am off to the gym and then the store for food.