Merry fucking Christmas from Las Vegas!

I am in pain. My back hurts. I want to sleep forever. I can only get a breakfast reservation at 8:30.  This is why you booked FN Blue remember? To have a room today that you could sleep in. Oh well.

I should go to a spa today to address the back pain. But I’ll likely just gamble and hurt my back more from sitting for hours yay.  Actually I imagine the only spa with appointments available on Christmas is very expensive and the funny thing is that since I won money, I am less willing to spend it.

I’m checking into Fremont today. I’ve read they now charge an early check in fee. Sign me up, I’ll pay it.  I’d rather pay the $25 fee and put my handpay in the safe than risk losing it.

After eating breakfast at Jardin, I went to see Cleo!  She did not like me at all today.  So sad.

I had $100 for my Ultimate X and a jerk was on her.  I played Buffalo instead and as I hit zero, jerk got off my machine.  Fuck it, let me go get $100.

I turned the $100 into $100 and cashed out.  I’ll be back to visit her this weekend.

Chilled in my room before checking out, completely exhausted.  As I read the little notes I leave in here throughout the day and the word “exhausted” was typed 3984738 times.

My Uber driver was annoying.  He pulled up in the wrong spot and acted like I was the asshole.  Then he kept mansplaining how to take an Uber to the airport on New Year’s Eve.  Over and over.  The more I kept saying “yes, I know” the more he kept talking.  It would get quiet for a minute and he would start all over again.  I am not even going home on New Year’s Eve.

Then the guy who checked me into Fremont was also annoying.  He went on a monologue about how Americans are rude.  For a very long time.  I don’t think he was talking about me, but who knows.  I was the only person on the line and he was on the phone so I stood on the line.  I did not approach the front desk until he hung up the phone and called me over.  But blah blah yammer yammer Americans rude.

I’ll post photos of my room when I check out because it is an odd room type I have never seen and I would hate to post it and (a) find out there is only one of these rooms and (b) some weirdo creep has slept in it before and now knows my room number.

I did not get charged an early check in fee.  Score for Fremont.

As I was trying to nap, there were people being LOUD in the room next door. Loud, loud so very loud SO FUCKING LOUD.  It was weird because I have never heard people in the room next door in any of the 9834783274384 nights I have stayed at Fremont.  Except that one time there were 937438 people in the room with as many kids in the one room next door.  That was the trip (I hope I posted about it on here) where the kids were setting up tents in the hallway to sleep in and I had to go get security to stop them.

So these loud people were an oddity.  I went to turn over in bed and realized they were not next door.  They were in the hallway outside my door.  Two people talking LOUDLY and one woman cackling at everything they said.  Why do people do this?  You are screaming outside my door, thereby you are screaming into my room.

I yelled “SHUT THE FUCK UP” and they instantly silenced.  I bet ya they thought there was a domestic disturbance going on in my room that made them go away, rather than realizing I was speaking to them.  Because assholes.

I went out and gambled without any success. I also went to El Cortez to get my Las Vegas Advisor freeplay and lost on a Buffalo I hadn’t seen anywhere else this trip.

Back to Fremont where I broke my “no degeneracy” streak and went degenerate.  I went to the room to get more money and when I came back, 2 people were on the sole 2 single line Ultimate X machines.  One was not playing, one was playing one quarter at a time.  Nope, you got to go.  I asked one to move and she did.  The other continued playing one quarter at a time, really slowly.  I wanted him to go away so I could smoke and he would not go away, nor would he play with any speed.  This guy has like $3 in the machine and it is going to take him 7 hours to get through it with how slow he is playing.

Finally he gets up and as he is walking away, lights a cigarette. I could have been smoking the entire time!

I do have some photos of wins, but nothing major and honestly if I save this as a draft to go and add them, I’ll never get this up so zero photos for now.

Merry fucking Christmas.

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