Today is day 8 of this Las Vegas trip report.  If you somehow ended up here and want to start at the beginning of this trip report, you can go HERE.

Happy fucking birthday to me!  Here is the sunrise from my room at Fremont.

Plans for this morning were to play $100 in Buffalo Keno and then $100 at The D.   Well Bullfao Keno is all taken so instead, I just went degenerate and lost my morning budget without doing either.

At least the machines wish me a happy birthday.

Back to the room for some more cash to head to The D.  Of course now walking past Buffalo Keno, it is open.  But fuck you, I am not playing.

Early morning Fremont Street construction.  I am definitely excited to see what this spot looks like in a year.

I sit down at a Dancing Drums machine at The D and there is a penny on heads in the ashtry.  YAY it is now in my bra.  I lost all my money still.  This is not how this is supposed to work.

Grabbed McDonalds for breakfast to go and back to the room to nap and pack before I move to Wynn.

After eating, I decide to play some more.  It is a bloodbath again.  Why doesn’t Fremont casino love me as much as I love the hotel?  Fuck it, if I am going to lose, I am going to LOSE.  Except I don’t.

I Uber over to Wynn to check in.  They do not have any smoking rooms cleaned yet, do I want to wait for one?  Kind of.  But I have a spa appointment and want to shower before it so I guess maybe no?

I hate non smoking rooms in Vegas.

I got room 3362, all the way at the very end of the long hallway.   I don’t really know why hotels carpet their super long hallways.  It makes it annoying to roll your luggage on it. Three times.  Because my keys won’t work and only then do I realize I am on the wrong floor.  Yeargh.

I got a newly renovated room.   If you want to see some ancient Wynn room photos, I recently posted them HERE.  This trip’s room photos:

I don’t like those bathroom shelves. I live in NYC and have an almost non existent bathroom counter. I love having large bathroom counters in Vegas.  Being able to take out all the bottles for my skincare routine and have them on the counter…stupid old woman skin care porn.   Here, I cannot gaze down lovingly on my bottles.  This is so fucking petty, but yet I really noticed it.

Room view:

As expected, I get into a massive brawl with Alexa the first ten seconds I am in the room.  CLOSE THE FUCKING SHEERS YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE BAG I HATE YOU.  She also kept telling me the WiFi wasn’t connected.  I HATE YOU.

I went back down to play some and oh HEY got a great hit on single line quarter Ultimate X video poker, Jacks with a 7x multiplier.

And a flush x 10

And a Straight Flush X 2 yay!

I head back to the room to shower before my massage.  I am starving but holding off for my dinner.

At the spa, I get a Head, Hands and Feet renewal.  I have $100 off the treatment for my birthday.  I did not get birthday chocolates as I did last year.

The treatment seemed very short, which is usually a sign that it was very good. This was also the case today. I stole some razors and a couple of bananas since I am starving.

I stopped to play before going back to my room, kind of because I have to since I can’t smoke in my room.  This is why I hate non smoking rooms.

I got dealt 9s at Ultimate X video poker!

Nap time.

I am back up and starving.  I cannot wait to eat dinner.   I leave the room a bit early to smoke before eating and of course, lost more money on my way to dinner.  What a shitty gambling birthday today is.

Dinner was at SW Steakhouse and it was great.  It may have been even greater if I didn’t eat so much bread while waiting for my food but STARVING.  I had my birthday dinner here last year too.  Both years I had a $150 birthday dining credit for matching to Gold status.  This ends this December as I am nowhere near renewing and am not even trying to.

I wanted to get Biscoff cheesecake to go to light a candle and sing happy birthday to myself.  This may sound sad but it isn’t because that is how you get a birthday wish – by blowing out the candle.   But I am so full that I cannot even imagine wanting to eat again so I pass on it.  Even though I am under the $150 credit and it would have been free.

I lost some more on my way back to the room.  I get ready for bed and go down for one more gambling session to smoke and lose some more.  Happy fucking birthday to me!

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