Night two on the town and I am a loser thus far, but hey what can you do.
Kyle came to visit only to trigger drama between him and his girlfriend, whom I have never met. One of the reasons she was mad was simply because he is visiting "some bitch" in Vegas. Yeah... I'm such a bitch, I hope that everyone else knows me better. She can call me whatever she wants, but Kyle is my friend and I will not be hateful towards her, I wish she would also be my friend. Actually I believe that if she would meet me that she would like me instead of considering me a threat. (enter laughter here)
We walked through a couple casinos before giving in to the "cold beer" signs at the tourists shops. We continued walking before going to MGM. I felt bad taking a beer in (considered standard) so I chugged my Miller Lite 24 oz. while Kyle took his High Life in with us. I felt so ghetto walking around with a 24 in a little paper bag, how Cincinnati of me. Eventually it will seep into your blood no matter how much you try to fight it.
We played the slots, we're too cheap to play the real games. We both ended up negative, me more than Kyle, but that means tomorrow, it's on; they're not going to get anymore than they've already taken. You may think my optimism is too much but I say it's just enough :-)
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