Ok so maybe staying out til 2am is just not for me anymore.
Good god, I woke up cranky, sore and smelling like a cheap hooker sprinkled with stale cigarette smoke.
I haven't been out in a Vegas club in quite some time, but I really don't remember it being this loud and being violated by complete strangers on the dance floor.
The view was great and so was the company....but the rest of the night may as well have been a short lived thought in my head.
I feel hung over and all I had was Fiji water.
Getting old is starting to suck.
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