January 2012
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December 2011
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The price for food in the Las Vegas airport are obscene. $11 for a Whopper meal at BK? Give me a fucking break. After wandering though a maze of slot machines and overpriced kiosks, I finally stumbled upon a reasonable option; Popeye’s Chicken. $9 for a 9 piece nugget meal with mashed potatoes, a drink, and a biscuit seemed to be about the best combination of price and subsistence I was...
I don’t know if I love you or if I’m just in love with the idea of...
– Me
The girl at the Spirit Airline ticket counter for my flight back to Wisconsin was this Russian girl named Anastasia. She was striking. And spoke with enough of an accent that my heart couldn’t help but melt every time she looked up from her keyboard to ask another question about my trip. Our interaction was routine enough I guess. Our small talk never crossed the line into an open flirt,...
November 2011
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