Day Whatever.

BFF and I have been pretty much lost time-wise. We've also only eaten 3 times since we arrived on Wednesday. It's so strange. I blame the desert.

I discovered I'm very fond of blackjack. Though I'm too shy to try to play at a table. I often find myself hitting when I should clearly stand.

Heart blackjack. But it doesn't heart me. Playing $5 minimum bet blackjack is brutal.

Addictive, but brutal.

Vegas is much more expensive than I expected ($10 Jack on the rocks? wtf?), but I think it's a place I could visit again with friends. Or, hopefully a boy who could show me the ropes of gambling and point-spreads.

Dressed up very trashy tonight & made BFF take a picture. Me in Vegas looks nothing like what I would wear in the upper midwest.

I'm now 28 years old, though I've been carded numerous times here (BFF was called Miley Cyrus tonight, so I'd like to note she clearly looks younger than me.) I am 28 years old and nowhere near where I thought(hoped) I'd be at this point in my life. I need to accept who I am and how my life will be in order to become more developed.

We survived another unsupervised night in Vegas!

Only one more to go.

Sad.