So I realized something on my vegas trip this past weekend.  I really can't be away from Es that long.  I had let him go to see Jacob on saturday, and on and off all weekend I would feel depressed thinking about him and worrying.  It made me think that i don't think i can let him see his dad anymore.  And if he does only for a day or 2 at the most.  It just sucks cause he loves his dad so much.  After I picked him up on Tuesday night we were in line coming back and he started crying because he already missed Jacob.

Aside from the waves of sadness i had a good time.  Our room at the Mirage was awesome.  definitely my favorite hotel thus far, though I liked the pools at the Monte Carlo better. 

There were 7 of us.  We had 2 rooms.  I shared mine with Jasmine & Jackie.  It was Rosana's first time in Vegas and not even an hour had passed after we arrived and she was already drunk!  I barely drank all weekend.  Only got slightly buzzed Sunday and Monday night.

Monday we went to Jet, which is known for being THE place to go on a Monday.  Also the club was right in our hotel so it was convenient.  It was extremely crowded, but we all got in for free and danced all night.  There were bumps along the road.  Like my champagne being $18 bucks!  For one glass!  A guy came up and started talking to me and bought me a drink, and all of a sudden started talking all this nonsense.  how he just "knew" that I was going to be his girlfriend.  Then he made all these plans for "us" and  was convinced i was going to his pool party in L.A this Saturday.  I tried dancing with him but he got way too close and touchy feely and it annoyed the crap out of me.  Shit just because I am in Vegas in a somewhat slutty dress does not mean I am the cliche vegas tramp.  I DO NOT hook up when I go to vegas.  Anyways so I started dancing with the girls and pretending to talk to them, as if we had some urgent matters to discuss.  Apparently he was standing behind me watching me dance and scootch further and further away for quite some time before he left.  I was so relieved and thought he was gone, but nope, about an hour or more latter he came back and told me "I left because you weren't paying attention to me". LOL frickin wierdo!  Just cause he bought me a glass of champagne does not mean we are engaged or something!  Shit.  Oh and then he called my favorite music to dance to (hiphop) "Ghetto" and said he liked house music way better.  And we all know I dont even consider house/techno real music.  it is more like an audio nuisance and should be banned due to irrelevance.

Ok so after pyscho close encounters of the 3rd kind it was hours of dancing with the girls.  The DJ was playing really good songs and the time flew by.  We drifted into the other room.  The main larger one that was massively over crowded.  By the time we got back in there though it was already 3am so not as bad anymore.  There is a platform for pole dancing and this one girl got up there and started to dance for her date.  She was very clearly a stripper, cause that girl has some moves i aint ever seen!  She was like sexing the pole.  The guy she was dancing for kept texting or checking his phone and wasnt paying his undivided attention to her, which made her little dance even more pathetic and sad to me.  She started grinding her butt in his face, doing the "butt clap" in his face, humping the pole like it was a vibrator, swinging her legs up, around, every which way and eventually landing in front of him and putting his face in her vagina.  All this on the pole platform for everyone in the club to see.  I mean I can understand trying to get freaky for your man, but that was basically a free show.  Its like, dont you think you are worth more than that?  Dont you see yourself as more than a sexual object?  This guy was looking at his phone more all through her dance, what does that say about his interest in her?  But hey thats vegas for you I guess.  There's no rules in Vegas.

Rosana came with her sister, cousin and sisters friend carol.  Carol is openly lesbian and is easily mistaken for a pretty boy because of what she wears and looks like.  I had never met her before then but she seemed really nice.  Apparently she made out with Rosana's sister, and the next night at Jet they were dancing together the entire time, and left early together.  By the looks of it you would have thought carol was her boyfriend.  Which was surprising to everyone because as far as we all knew Myra was completely straight.

Speaking of Rosana that girl is something else.  She had 4 shots of petron on an empty stomach, then got dizzy, incomprehensible and sick.  by 10 oclock we were all ready to go while she was barfing in a trash can.  Most normal people would call it a night and go to sleep.  I know I would have.  Not Rosana though, she cleaned up, ate some pretzels and came with us, and stayed out the entire night like nothing had even happened.  That girl can hang!

We did some sightseeing on Monday, visited several hotels and also the Secret Garden where we saw the dolphins and tigers and lions.  Last August when we went there were baby Tiger cubs, and now they are all grown up!  Such beautiful animals.

Sunday night Rosana had some drama with her family so she temporarily disowned them and came and stayed in our room.  The next day they worked it out though... we lounged at the pool a lot, ate a lot, I lost 60 bucks on slots so I stopped gambling after that..  It was around the upper 80's and 90's so it was comfortable heat for Vegas standards.  last August it was almos unbearable heat.  The only thing I hate about Vegas is the open cigarrette smoking everywhere.  The fumes are overwhelming and unescapable.  Its so gross.  I guess I am spoiled in san Diego where smoking is banned in like all public places..

anywho it was fun, and time flew by.  We might go again perhaps near the end of the year..

ok well I gotta go.  here are a few pics (click on for larger view).  more later...