WarreN & Friends SUPER random 1 night trip!
I figured I'd try and write up this TR since its only 1 day and not so painstaking as my usual 5+ day trips. Most of you know that I'm a detail whore, so even this 1 day TR WILL be long 
Pre-Planning(feel free to skip this, but I feel it provides some insight to a last minute trip such as this): None. ahaha. Seriously, I was at home on Thursday night and my friend Alanna text me and asked what I was up to for the night. (It was about 8:50pm) I told her that I was doing laundry and watching a movie, gettin ready to call it a night soon because I worked at 6am the next morning.
Now don't use this against me but my weakness is that I'm always DTP. So it doesn't take much to convince me to go out, especially if you throw out an insult or question my commitment to party. Alanna did both and immediately followed it up with a guilt trip. She text me something like "Ooooh, sorry grandma, wrong number" "Seriously, lets go out!" So I quickly gave in and asked what she had in mind. Her answer was a club about 30 min away...I was down to go out, but I knew this would turn out to be a long night if we went there. (little did I know
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So I ask if she's sure and she says yes, she'll call me when she gets home. So 10 min later she gets home and says, "Ok, you ready to go" I'm pretty reluctant at this point because I'm considering work and what not so I say "You really want to go out tonight don't you?" She's like "YES!!! RAAAAWR! Lets go anywhere! I've had a bad day..blah blah blah" So I give and I tell her to come over. She gets to my house and of course she's all hyped and wants to do something badly. So I jokingly say, "Lets go to Vegas" and she's like "you're not down! Lets go!" I say yea right and we continue to bullshit about driving to SF(an hour away), Jackson(a Casino an hour away), etc. So finally I say, lets just go to the local party bar and we can discuss it more there.
We hit the bar and this bar is seriously like the "CHEERS" of our city...everyone knows your name. It's also Karaoke night, so we head in and after greeting a bunch of friends we hit the bar. Now Alanna has only been 21 for about a month, so she hasn't been to any bars at all really and isn't familiar with any drinks. We get 2 AMF's...she isn't happy with the taste (our bartender knows me as a regular and hooks it up) and struggles to finish her drink. I kill my drink rather quickly and tell her that I'm heading to get another. It was at this point that I knew we were in trouble because Alanna says "I'll finish mine too and go with you" explaining that she had plans to keep up with me all night
So she sucks down a half glass of AMF. Next, I order us a tall white Russian and 2 scooby snacks. She's much more satisfied with these choices and they go down rather quickly. I think we also ordered a blue moon each. Anyway, by now it's almost 12am and we're both feeling good and decide that this place isn't doing it for us...lets go to the club! So we head out of the bar, on our way out a couple friends decide they want to join as well.
We decide to switch cars and pickup my roommate, so we're now on our way 5 deep. We get to the "club" and its pretty crackin. Alanna and I hit the bar of course and start going at it again. 4 more shots, including a liquid cocaine & a few other drinks later, its 1:30am and we're both pretty drunk. So we decide to bring the party back to my place. Back at my house we're pretty much out of Alcohol in stock and its passed 2am...bummer! It's at this point that I want more alcohol and my feeble drunken mind decides that VEGAS is the only answer to my alcohol driven prayers...
Soooooo now I kiiiinda blacked out and my memory doesn't come back until a bit later being in the car at a gas station on our way to VEGAS! We load up on JitB Tacos, water & energy drinks. My roommate Chris is driving and Alanna and I are pretty much in and out of consciousness in the back seat. I pass Chris a Redline and we're off, dubstep blaring as loud as these stock Chrysler speakers can handle! Noteables on the drive: Chris gets tired and every time he does, I pass him an energy drink, ahah. He got to a point where he was like "Dude, you can't just keep feeding me crack! At some point someone else WILL have to drive." We get pulled over in Bako... Like a scene from a movie, I wake up to Chris freaking out "YOU GUYS, IM GETTING PULLED OVER! YOU GUYS! YOU GUYS! IM GETTING PULLED OVER!" I open my eyes, notice that his shirt is off and he's all cracked out and I utter my thoughts as if there was no filter from my brain to my mouth "You're fucked" and just close my eyes.
Arriving in Vegas: As we arrive, I get woken up. I can hardly believe what we've just done...It's 10:30am and I was supposed to be at work 4 hours ago...FUCK! At this point, whats done is done and I'm going to make the best of this trip. Here I am with 2 Vegas virgins in Vegas with no kind of plan what-so-ever...so who you gonna call? The AOD connection! So I call Darryll DiPietro and he says he has some errands to run and he'll meet up with us in a bit. Then I call Cole and tell her the great news...I'M IN VEGAS! She's at work and says for us to come by to have a bite. I'm feeling pretty nasty after 8 hours in the car with cigarette smoke, sleep, sweat, etc on me, so I decide to go get a haircut. Feelin so fresh and so clean we head over to the Venetian to go to Cole's restaurant..Grand lux cafe I believe? Chris is zombified and needs sleep, so we leave him sleeping in the car & Alanna and I have a nice meal and try to make plans with Cole for the evening...I tell her likely Cathouse with Darryll.
So we head back to the car & decide to get a room at Luxor since we're heading out to Cathouse later that night. We check-in to Luxor and since we were only staying 1 night, I didn't want to try and sandwhich for an upgrade, so instead I tried the "I'm here with my GF and I plan to propose" story hoping to get hooked up...no dice! I received a nice "good luck" and that was that. I'm not very fond of the Luxor rooms to be honest...feels like you're in a tomb and I guess that is the point, but I didn't like it so dark and cramped.
Fast forward 2 hours: Some shopping for supplies, clothes, etc and its go time. Darryll arrives and because of my awesome drunk planning, I hadn't packed some essentials like hair gel
Darryll to the rescue, he takes me down to Cathouse around 9:30pm to get some gel and give me a tour before it opens. He shows me the table we're getting and the rest of the club, introduces me to a few people as well. So we head back up to the room, do a little pregaming and decide to go get some food. Earlier Jack and I had exchanged some texts and phone calls and he'd be coming to Cathouse to hang out for a bit. Since it was just Alanna, Chris and I on the table, we decided to try and do some recruiting of women before we went in...Little did we know that we were recruiting right where LAX is trying to recruit and we were quickly scolded for our actions. LMAO!
Pre-Planning(feel free to skip this, but I feel it provides some insight to a last minute trip such as this): None. ahaha. Seriously, I was at home on Thursday night and my friend Alanna text me and asked what I was up to for the night. (It was about 8:50pm) I told her that I was doing laundry and watching a movie, gettin ready to call it a night soon because I worked at 6am the next morning.
Now don't use this against me but my weakness is that I'm always DTP. So it doesn't take much to convince me to go out, especially if you throw out an insult or question my commitment to party. Alanna did both and immediately followed it up with a guilt trip. She text me something like "Ooooh, sorry grandma, wrong number" "Seriously, lets go out!" So I quickly gave in and asked what she had in mind. Her answer was a club about 30 min away...I was down to go out, but I knew this would turn out to be a long night if we went there. (little did I know
)So I ask if she's sure and she says yes, she'll call me when she gets home. So 10 min later she gets home and says, "Ok, you ready to go" I'm pretty reluctant at this point because I'm considering work and what not so I say "You really want to go out tonight don't you?" She's like "YES!!! RAAAAWR! Lets go anywhere! I've had a bad day..blah blah blah" So I give and I tell her to come over. She gets to my house and of course she's all hyped and wants to do something badly. So I jokingly say, "Lets go to Vegas" and she's like "you're not down! Lets go!" I say yea right and we continue to bullshit about driving to SF(an hour away), Jackson(a Casino an hour away), etc. So finally I say, lets just go to the local party bar and we can discuss it more there.
We hit the bar and this bar is seriously like the "CHEERS" of our city...everyone knows your name. It's also Karaoke night, so we head in and after greeting a bunch of friends we hit the bar. Now Alanna has only been 21 for about a month, so she hasn't been to any bars at all really and isn't familiar with any drinks. We get 2 AMF's...she isn't happy with the taste (our bartender knows me as a regular and hooks it up) and struggles to finish her drink. I kill my drink rather quickly and tell her that I'm heading to get another. It was at this point that I knew we were in trouble because Alanna says "I'll finish mine too and go with you" explaining that she had plans to keep up with me all night
So she sucks down a half glass of AMF. Next, I order us a tall white Russian and 2 scooby snacks. She's much more satisfied with these choices and they go down rather quickly. I think we also ordered a blue moon each. Anyway, by now it's almost 12am and we're both feeling good and decide that this place isn't doing it for us...lets go to the club! So we head out of the bar, on our way out a couple friends decide they want to join as well.We decide to switch cars and pickup my roommate, so we're now on our way 5 deep. We get to the "club" and its pretty crackin. Alanna and I hit the bar of course and start going at it again. 4 more shots, including a liquid cocaine & a few other drinks later, its 1:30am and we're both pretty drunk. So we decide to bring the party back to my place. Back at my house we're pretty much out of Alcohol in stock and its passed 2am...bummer! It's at this point that I want more alcohol and my feeble drunken mind decides that VEGAS is the only answer to my alcohol driven prayers...
Soooooo now I kiiiinda blacked out and my memory doesn't come back until a bit later being in the car at a gas station on our way to VEGAS! We load up on JitB Tacos, water & energy drinks. My roommate Chris is driving and Alanna and I are pretty much in and out of consciousness in the back seat. I pass Chris a Redline and we're off, dubstep blaring as loud as these stock Chrysler speakers can handle! Noteables on the drive: Chris gets tired and every time he does, I pass him an energy drink, ahah. He got to a point where he was like "Dude, you can't just keep feeding me crack! At some point someone else WILL have to drive." We get pulled over in Bako... Like a scene from a movie, I wake up to Chris freaking out "YOU GUYS, IM GETTING PULLED OVER! YOU GUYS! YOU GUYS! IM GETTING PULLED OVER!" I open my eyes, notice that his shirt is off and he's all cracked out and I utter my thoughts as if there was no filter from my brain to my mouth "You're fucked" and just close my eyes.
Arriving in Vegas: As we arrive, I get woken up. I can hardly believe what we've just done...It's 10:30am and I was supposed to be at work 4 hours ago...FUCK! At this point, whats done is done and I'm going to make the best of this trip. Here I am with 2 Vegas virgins in Vegas with no kind of plan what-so-ever...so who you gonna call? The AOD connection! So I call Darryll DiPietro and he says he has some errands to run and he'll meet up with us in a bit. Then I call Cole and tell her the great news...I'M IN VEGAS! She's at work and says for us to come by to have a bite. I'm feeling pretty nasty after 8 hours in the car with cigarette smoke, sleep, sweat, etc on me, so I decide to go get a haircut. Feelin so fresh and so clean we head over to the Venetian to go to Cole's restaurant..Grand lux cafe I believe? Chris is zombified and needs sleep, so we leave him sleeping in the car & Alanna and I have a nice meal and try to make plans with Cole for the evening...I tell her likely Cathouse with Darryll.
So we head back to the car & decide to get a room at Luxor since we're heading out to Cathouse later that night. We check-in to Luxor and since we were only staying 1 night, I didn't want to try and sandwhich for an upgrade, so instead I tried the "I'm here with my GF and I plan to propose" story hoping to get hooked up...no dice! I received a nice "good luck" and that was that. I'm not very fond of the Luxor rooms to be honest...feels like you're in a tomb and I guess that is the point, but I didn't like it so dark and cramped.
Fast forward 2 hours: Some shopping for supplies, clothes, etc and its go time. Darryll arrives and because of my awesome drunk planning, I hadn't packed some essentials like hair gel
Darryll to the rescue, he takes me down to Cathouse around 9:30pm to get some gel and give me a tour before it opens. He shows me the table we're getting and the rest of the club, introduces me to a few people as well. So we head back up to the room, do a little pregaming and decide to go get some food. Earlier Jack and I had exchanged some texts and phone calls and he'd be coming to Cathouse to hang out for a bit. Since it was just Alanna, Chris and I on the table, we decided to try and do some recruiting of women before we went in...Little did we know that we were recruiting right where LAX is trying to recruit and we were quickly scolded for our actions. LMAO!
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