Ok typically, I have been mistaken for a hooker several times in Vegas because I'm usually 1) walking alone or 2) waiting for friends alone at casinos and sketch dudes try to chat me up. The scene of Saturday night:

I go pick up Eric at the MGMGrand before meeting up with friends at XS. I pull up and find a pretty sweet parking spot and call up Eric. Convo goes something like this:

Me: "Hey babe what room are you in?"
Eric: "Ummm not really sure let me see. 19414?"
Me: "Umm what floor is that?"
Eric: "19th I think"
Me: "Oh ok, I can't wait to see you! Bye!"

I'm dressed in my clubbing best...aka Vegas slutty! A black skirt and black corset and I spent a lot of time getting the whole smoky eye look going on. For some reason, I end up going to the 14th floor Room 414. I hear voices in the room from the hallway and its a bunch of guys. Oh ok good! (Or so I thought). I ring the room doorbell and some chick opens the door. Hmm I thought, Eric didn't say that there were gonna be any girls on the trip. No biggie, I say "Hey I'm looking for Eric." The girl turns around and says to the guys "Hey is there an Eric here?" Weird, I think...she doesn't know the guys names? Anyway one of the guys says "Yeah, I'm Eric." So, I walk in. 4 guys in the room plus that one chick and umm...yeah none of them are Eric.

I'm a little confused at this point when one of the guys says "let's get this party started baby." WTF. I laugh a little and say "Wrong room" and left. As I walk out, the girl and guys are loudly exclaiming that I was a hooker. I felt like banging on the door and saying I wasn't or possibly demanding 100k for a night hahaha (jk!).

I call up Eric and practically yell at him to give me the right room and to walk out into the hallway so the same thing didn't happen again. Wow, embarassing.

XS was ridiculously sick. I have no pictures yet....but will explain why. First, the hosts are incredibly snobby at the door. We had a ridiculous table already set up but the hosts appeared not to really give a shit who had a table and who didn't. We FINALLY get in and get settled in one of the tables by the pool but close to the dance floor that was super private with a TV (yeah wtf?), We spent forever and a day trying to get my other friend in. The hosts again didn't give a shit and my friend had to tip them like $50 just to get in even though, we already had a table.

I drank a lot and managed to run into some friends there (and mooch off their champagne!). I even danced with lots of random dudes (including some guy that told me he was a rapper and his birthday). I remember laughing and saying prove it! He showed me his driver's license and I guess his posse asked me if I didn't know who he was. I said no and proceeded to laugh and walk off. I actually forgot about that whole incident until yesterday...whoops. I wish I remembered who he was now!

Eric, meanwhile was super attracted to the table games at the pool. BJ anyone? What a degen. I don't think he played any. We kinda ended up being kicked out...wtf! My other friend's friend who is only 21 was really drunk started flinging drinks against the wall and the couches. Then apparently, he took a candle and threw it against the mirror and it splattered all over the place and the nice couches. I remember wandering back to the table at some point and security being ALL over the place. We got out of there pretty quickly after that...I still have no idea if we were kicked out or not.

We ended up getting some late night food and the next day, pretty much slept through the whole day. I woke up extremely hungover and barely able to move. I was also missing my ID, lipgloss, valet ticket and camera! (basically everything that I took to the club) Fortunately, I have some awesome friends who took care of my things haha. Although, my camera is on the way back to the east coast! I got Eric to experience the glory that is In and Out though! I used to really hate In and Out but I now loveee it. I just love the protein style burgers soooo yummy! After this weekend, I think my liver needs like a month to recover. I haven't gone out this much in a long long time.

Onto some poker stuff. 2-7 is going pretty good I think. I started with 1k on Stars. I dropped like $156 yesterday and am starting to realize people just don't value bet thinly at all. Today, I decided to experiement a bit more and play HU by starting tables because nothing was running. I'm at 1057.25 so am pretty excited about that. I need to watch the series again. One of the spots I feel that I have huge leaks at is value betting an 8, 7, xxx. I'm always up against an 8, 6, xxx. I managed to put in some good snows today where the opponent folded. I'm glad I have a good bit of experience in hu nlhe and razz as well. 2-7 TD is a tough game to me because unlike nlhe and razz all the cards are completely down so its hard to put someone on a hand.

Lastly, I think I died and went to real estate heaven today as far as high rises. I saw several AMAZING places in Turnberry Towers and Place. Turnberry Place is just sick but, its got a very old person vibe. The entire place, especially the Stirling Club has me feeling as if I'm visiting a friend's wealthy parents place and about to break something. On the other hand, the onsite spa is just sick. Who wants to buy me a place in Vegas?! Every single one of the places were bank owned. How sad that is really.