Showing posts with label Casino. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Casino. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Casino Photos

Christmas jazz hands!


I look like a terrified old woman because I'm clutching my purse. I just don't want to be mugged.


Here's Megan and I in a fancy restaurant. It was kind of a weird place. I feel like one of the waitresses looked a lot like a girl my friend dated. That explains why there was spit in my food.


I'm p'awkward.


We were riding in the limo of carts. Which is similar to how Miller High Life is the champagne of beers.


Escalators are just lazy stairs.


Now it's time to go into the casino bathroom where it smells like cigarettes and there's always coke in someone's nose.


The bathrooms didn't look like the ones in 'American Psycho' like I thought they would.


I had $10 left out of $30. That's why there's that look of shame on my face.


Can I put the car up so I can bet more?

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Weekend of FUN!

Adam!


Look at the damn camera!


Adam busted open his toe while riding on his wheelie shoes. This happened Sunday night.


He bled through his shoe.


SHOE BLOOD!


Eww


He bled all over his sock.


EWW


I dyed my hair again, YET AGAIN!


Dance with me, dance the dance of life!

Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?

Dancing like Jim Carrey.

Fuck, it's devil time.

I'm thinking about my hair again.

One day someone's going to cut my hair in my sleep to spite me.

HAIR CLIPPIES


I think I'd make the best talk show host in the whole wide world Uncle Martin!

Chocolate! I just watched Clifford, can you blame me? No, because it's always someone else's fault, never mine.

ooo

Extreame close up!

Whoa!

This is the before picture.


God damn it, I can't stop dancing.

I should just invest in DDR.

Penis Guy Jones!

This is the after picture. Cellophane face! Tee hung out with me for a bit and we just dicked around.


I look like a piggy.


I should look like this all the time so creepy guys will stop hitting on me.

It's the coolest way to suffocate.

So cool

I'm shrink wrapped, that means I'm brand new and not contaminated by the evils of the world.

I'm crazy.

I'm going to the casino!









DANCE!







I'm watching Wayne's World.




Megan!



Megan and I went to the casino for her birthday (and sort of mine). She won like $20 and I won $4.50. I lost $20 at the black jack table. I bet $20, got up to $30, then I lost it all. I won it back on the slots, and then remembered I had $4.50 in chips. We also went out to dinner with her family. That was Friday.




We found Christmas lights!


We're at the casino! Some guy in a cart gave us a ride to the casino entrance.



This is what you look like after an anxiety attack.

Scott looks like a drunken perv.

SCOTT! He came and visited for the weekend. He took me out to eat everyday, bought me Squee, and took me to the ballet. YAY! Happy birthday to me! Scott is just kind of an ass now.

Scott is so annoyed with me.


I poka yo face.


I'm going to stab you in the side with a hunting knife.


I'm so obnoxious.


I'm going to lick your jacket.


This is the last time I'll give Scott positive reinforcement.