After playing around on the laptop a lil, I go take my shower and get dressed. I had rented a car for that weekend so that I could go to the NHRA race at the Las Vegas Motor Speedway, so I went downstairs to the rental place at the Palazzo. They gave me a red Toyota Yaris. I like renting the smaller cars, they can be fun to beat the shit out of. Unfortunately a lot of them won't spin the tires though. Trust me, I've tried. Hold the brakes at a light, stall it up, then let it go when the light turns green... not a damn thing. It's so freaking disappointing.
Anyways, so I head to PH to pick up Loves. She's waiting out in the Valet area when I get there. She hops in the car and we head to In-n-Out to grab something to eat. We needed something greasy to get rid of all the alcohol we had the previous night. Not to mention, I've actually never eaten at one before and wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Yeah, all the fuss was for a reason. Those are damn good burgers!!
So after eating, we get in the car and head to I-15 to go to the dragstrip. When we get there and park, I didn't realize how much closer I could have parked to the entrance... Lovely. So Loves is bitching about the long walk and how hungover she was and how bad her feet hurt. I swear I was about to give her a damn piggyback ride to the entrance just to shut her up. lol
So we finally get to the ticket booth and the fucking lines are long as hell. So I'm getting impatient as hell waiting in line to get her ticket, but we finally get to the front and she buys her ticket and we go in. *sigh* I could just feel the comfort and happiness roll into my body as I walked in and saw all the rigs and tents setup with all the racecars. It's pure love. I walk Loves down the aisles of Funny Cars and Top Fuel Dragsters, and as I'm checking out the cars, I'm also checking out the crew... We definitely had some teams just watching us as we walked by. Love it. I tried finding the section of Pro Mod cars because I know some of the guys that work on Melanie Troxel's team and was going to say hi to them. Unfortunately I couldn't find them, and my friend wasn't answering his phone. I knew Loves was getting tired of walking, her feet were hurting from dancing in heels all night the night before. So we walked over to the bleachers to find our seats in the stands. Loves eyes an ice cream stand on the way to the bleachers, so that comes into play later.
We get to our seats and what do you know, Pro Mods are running. It was fucking FREEZING out that day! I was in jeans and a short sleeved shirt and I was shivering!! I wait to watch Melanie run so we can go under the bleachers to get out of the sun and chill for awhile. Well... not chill literally. I was already freezing. I finally see Melanie's car in the staging lanes, and I see my friend walking up to the burnout box. He was looking pretty hot, like a lot of the crew do in their all black uniforms. Something about racing, cars, and guys in all black is just hot as hell...
So anyways, after she runs her car and is qualified 1st after that session, we walk under the bleachers and then Loves remembers the ice cream stand. So she gets a vanilla ice cream cone and I get a bottle of Dasani water. We find an empty picnic table under the bleachers and sit and start talking. We go through our contacts list on our phones and we're trying to figure out who all these guys are on our list from last night. We got so many numbers from the previous night, it was just ridiculous. Next thing I know, I get a txt from our limo driver... He was asking if he could take me out to dinner that night. I thought, well that's sweet. I told him I already had plans that night, and of course I wasn't interested. Loves and I start laughing, talking about how funny it would be if he picked me up for a date in his limo. So he txts me back and says that he could get us into XS that night if I'd make out with him.. I was like, what the fuck??? Needless to say I didn't respond. But he keeps txting me and starts talking about fucking "boning" me!!! Who the hell says that shit?? Especially to someone you don't know!! So I delete them as soon as I get them. At this point I was sooo creeped out by this dude it was ridiculous! It seriously like bothered me all day. What a fucking creep... I ended up deleting all pics I had with him in it.
So Loves and I watch the FC and TF classes run, and then my friend at the race finally txted me back telling me where they were in the pits. So Loves and I walk around and finally find their team's setup. We say hi to him and some of the other crew and Melanie came over and was showing her dog off to us. She had put a skull collar or necklace on the dog for Halloween. So we leave after a few minutes because they were busy.
We leave the race and start heading back towards the strip. We're trying to figure out what to do for dinner because we needed to start getting ready soon as well. We couldn't come up with a good place to eat on the strip because it would take up too much time. So we go down Tropicana to find somewhere to eat and end up stopping at a Panda Express... wow. Fucking Panda Express for dinner while we're in vegas. Oh well.
So we're going down Tropicana heading towards PH when we pass this huge redneck truck and Loves decides to look over and give a flirty wave. Damn her... The guy was trying to get up beside us to talk to us. He gets beside us and wants to get our number. She freaking gives him her real number and he calls her. I overhear her talking to him about going pregaming and to a club that night. I'm like, wtf is she doing??? I don't want this loser stranger going out with us! So she finally gets off the phone with him and he follows us a little ways and then we lose him on the strip. As we're cruising down the strip in our hot lil red Yaris, we pull up to this hot, gorgeous, green Aston Martin Vantage. *drool* When I get beside it I look over and honk the horn at the guys and give them the thumbs up and tell them it's a gorgeous car. Next thing we know, the guys are pretending to pull their shirts up telling us to flash them. I'm like, wtf? For one thing, these guys are old as balls, and two, they're fugly. And three, I'm not sloshed out of my mind to even consider doing that.
So we finally get to PH and I let Loves out, and then I head to my room at Palazzo. I start mixing a rum and coke and start getting ready for the night. Next thing I know, I'm finished getting dressed up, and I've finished almost half a bottle of rum... and Loves hasn't even gotten to my place yet. Then I start getting txts from this one guy I know from Philly that ended up being married... remember, I somehow attract all the unavailable guys. He starts talking about not wanting me to hook up with anyone while I'm in Vegas and shit. I'm like, wtf?? I told him he sleeps next to his wife every night and he has the nerve to ask me not to hook up with anyone?? He and I don't even see each other and rarely talk!! He is drunk at this point though, so whatever. I am too. So I'm wasted, and he's getting to my emotions, so I start crying. Loves finally gets to the room and she's wondering what the hell is going on. She lays down on the bed, and I'm at the end of the bed leaning over on it. She's not at all in the mood to go out, and I'm about to totally pass out drunk. Finally I had to do something to stay awake and I wasn't feeling my best, so I got to the bathroom, stick my finger down my throat, and get a lil of the alcohol out. Not much came out, but just enough. So I get up and wash my hands, walk out of the bathroom, clap my hands and say "Let's go!!!". Hardcore. I felt so much better and was ready to partay! I thought this was kind of funny too, Philly guy txted me about something and I told him that I just threw up. He said "Me too!!!!". That was so fucking hilarious that we were excited that we both threw up.
Sorry...
Leave a comment: