I'm back.
Apology in advance for all the pictures...
I got in Vegas at around 10 p.m. on Wednesday night. The flight was long, but I slept through most of it.
When I walked through the gate, Jay was waiting on me. Since he’s military, he can get a security pass and meet me/walk me to the gate. I can do the same. It was great seeing him. He looked so good, and he looked so happy. His friend, Pazos (he’s Cuban), drove him up to the airport from Primm. Jay is not a good night driver at all. When we went downstairs to meet Pazos, there were all these limousine drivers standing there holding signs with names on them. We looked over and Pazos was holding a sign with our name on it. We could’ve died laughing. He acted like our driver the rest of the night opening our doors and crap. It was hilarious.
Thursday we got up and went shopping. We didn’t buy much, but we had fun just walking around with his friends. Cocktail hour for the Ball was at 6, we got there right on time. The ceremony was really nice, and Pazos was in it. After the ceremony, everybody got wasted. Jay’s Master Sergeant kept hitting on me and touching my back and stuff. He was drunk as hell so we all just laughed it off. Holler came by himself since his wife was in Japan. I felt so bad for him, but he clung to Jay and I like static all night. After I got drunk, he carried my purse for me. He was my little purse bitch. A purse isn’t a good look for a Marine in Blues. Workman came up, even though he didn’t go to the Ball itself. He gambled the entire night. I think he came out about $400 ahead.
Here we are.
Getting ready.
Mike and Dallas. Dallas was trashed. He went up to the Colonel and screamed, "What's up?!?!"
DJ and Jimmy
Holler all alone.
Take 1:
Take 2:
Take 3:
Christy and Dallas
Boys will be boys.
Nice face, geek.
Drunk.
This one is great.
Jay and one of his best friends, Jeremy. He gets out Monday.
Where we stayed...
Woobie (not his real name)...he's a dance dance dance dance, dancin' machine...
Friday we got up and we all went to breakfast together. Me, Jay, Mike, Jen, Amy, Chris, Jeremy, Holler, and Bradley. We had fun. Then Jen and Mike, Amy and Chris, and Jay and I all drove up to Vegas. We all walked around until about 4, when we could finally check in to our hotel. The rest left and Jay and I had the rest of the evening together. We walked and walked and walked some more. We were so freaking tired that we were asleep by 11 that night.
Saturday, we went to all the hotels and to old Vegas. We ate at Margaritaville, I got lei’d. Fresh flowers, they were so nice. They even survived the trip home. We went to Caesar’s Palace. Paris Hilton was there. Yes, Paris. She was in this lingerie shop. They shut down the entire shop so she could shop in there alone. She was walking around the store in lingerie and everything. She was trashy. I did videotape her though. There are so many pictures from there that I'm not going to even post them. I'll just share the album link.
I caught my flight home at 6:45 yesterday morning. It sucked. He walked me to my gate and we said our goodbyes. It was one of the worst goodbyes we ever had. He’ll be home for Christmas, but it seems like it is so far away.
Anywho, that’s it for now. That I can remember. If you want to see the entire albums, here are the links.
Las Vegas Photos
Marine Corps Ball Photos