I was nearly stuck in Fresno overnight on Friday.
I swore like a MoFo at the Fresno-Yosemite International Airport.
I boot and rallied on Friday night.
I yawned during any event involving male strippers.
I had to share a fold-out bed.
I found potential roommates in the Castro for later this summer.
I boot and rallied again on Saturday night.
I changed my pr()n name.
I felt the wind rush through my hair while watching the city’s lights twinkle.
I was a trooper.
I dressed like a generic Asian girl.
I didn’t gamble.
I think that I lost weight between my metabolism and the booting.
I had tunnel vision.
I spanked friends and strangers alike.
hehe soundsl ike a grand time!
i hope you have pictures…especially the ones where you “spanked friends and strangers alike…”
scandalous, yo. 😉
what happens in vegas, stays in vegas andrew.
MWAHAHAH. hope you had fun. you changed your p()rn name you mean 😛
Wah, it’s spelled that way so that my page doesn’t show up in a search engine under “Harvard pr()n” or “Asian pr()n.”