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My BiSC-tory (Like History, Only Better)

This is likely the first of a few posts about the weekend. I have so many things to say, but I’m the actual busiest ever right now – I have three Annual General Meetings for my Councils in the next 2 weeks at work, and at school I have an exam and 3 papers due this week alone.

That being said, I hope I can recap Bloggers in Sin City (#BiSC) in all its gloriousness. I hope I can properly explain that this year was the actual best year I’ve been to #BiSC and that I felt love, so much love, the entire weekend.

But first, some back story: my BiSC-tory! Continue reading →

Not to Mention the Pool, The Parties, The Gambling and I Mean Too Much Awesome to Fit Into A Suitcase

Like, I mean, here’s what I looked like at the start of Vegas:
(@lelandstrott and @Jennbizzle – I effing heart you ladies like, pink elevator, rainbow heart you)

And here’s basically what I look like now:
Except for that bump looks more like @ihatesomuch‘s concussed head.
Well, ok – maybe I look more like this:

I lay by the pool for about 6 billion hours on Monday and have the burn to prove it. See the red/white line? Representing Canada – hollaaaaa (@Lbluca77 – that’s actually Hallaa to us Canadians, right?) and ya I’m totally in a washroom – and I didn’t bathe in it.

Some favorite memories?

I picked up so many Americanisms – @ChelsTalksSmack put it best when she said: “I mean, I need to stop saying I mean before everything. Especially since I’m talking to myself. #BiSC has changed me” – because yes, I KEEP saying it.

@Lbluca77
may have made fun of my accent, but in a way that made me laugh-cry. I miss your face!

Discovering that @manderzmusings roommate is a guy I used to work with, how small are you world?

@RSub27‘s dance moves – let’s just say I will be posting a video re-cap interpretive dance style in the very near future

The awesome eyeliner face that was @bboudreau for like 3 days. If your guyliner doesn’t want to be removed it won’t be removed. Trust.

Real! Vegas! Strippers! with @mandymooreblogr – girl you are a character. PS – I dare you to ask her about Chat Roulette.

Lunch at Margaritaville with awesome amazing bloggers while debating doing the scavenger hunt because we were all rainbow hungover. (I did and it was fabulous)

Also, my bikini bottom for sure fell off in front of a random guy on my way to the bathroom. So I did what any normal person would do, I nonchalantly scooped it up and said “That’s mine”

I mean, thanks Captain Obvious.

My beautiful roommates who packed my suitcase for me and were all around amazing. Even though we didn’t spend that much time together, I adore you all.

The awesome hilarious fake retweet shenanigans, and when @RSub27 stole @LivItLuvIt‘s phone to post this: “@RSub27 is so hot. If I didn’t have a bf I would sex him”

Walking through the Bellagio and New York, New York with @nicolerelyea on the last day. Honestly I’m so glad I got to hang out with you, even if I started feeling particularly stabby when you left, I recovered nicely I think.

Shots with Ali (do you twitter Ali?!) and @kathleenparkerb while she tried to keep her mustache on

The Sex Toy Closet in @nicoleisbetter and group’s room. One word: Sextastic (thanks Toy With Me!)

Meeting @Lelandstrott on the very first day, enjoying a delicious drink (or two with her before the shenanigans began. You are amazing and your deliriously excited disposition is contagious. You saved my life mama!

Laugh-crying at the Princess story (Just ask Leland to tell you her favorite/least favorite childhood/adult story) and how @jamievaron and I managed to turn this map:

into a story about a clitoris. Because, I mean, who wouldn’t see a vagina there? “And THIS huge area – that’s where men THINK the clit is” Story-time WIN.

Also when the security at the airport randomly checked my purse and found the stripper cards @RSub27 and I meticulously organized into most hot to least hot, and then security pulled out my brand new We-Vibe (ummm thanks again @ToyWithMe!) and raised an eyebrow at me while asking: “Have fun in Vegas?”

Um yes, yes I did…

PS – This post was brought to you by my left index (AND middle) finger, so not one finger, but two and also with a little help from my right index finger – you know to hit the shift key. And the Enter key, FTW!

How Travel Agents Get Their Rocks Off

Ahhh!! I never Squee but I feel like squeee-ing because I did it! I booked my flight to Bloggers in Sin City! I had to change my travel dates (I arrive on Wednesday – anyone else be there yet? I also don’t leave until Monday night – after the party there’s the AFTER party baby) because I’m broke/cheap.

I want as much cash for being there as possible and for the extra 2 nights I can stay at my Dad’s place down there for free so it just saves me money all around.

The other problem is the crazy, fly around the entire US of A flight path that these people put me on.

I’m pretty sure they were laughing at me as they booked it.

See, the way there isn’t SO bad. I mean Calgary to Salt Lake City to San Francisco to Vegas.

Huh?

Ok, it takes about 7 hours total travel time and 3 plane changes:


Can we say large carry-on and no checked baggage?

On the way home?

Yeah, this is priceless. I mean Wow.

Just Wow:

Yep, they have me flying from Las Vegas to Fort Lauderdale to Houston and back to Calgary.

14 hours travel time and 3 MORE plane changes in the most random places ever!

It cost me less then $500 and NOW? Now I know why.

Oh well, the extra $400 I would have spent on direct or less ridiculous flights is now going towards booze.

You’re Welcome!

My New Hometown?

So I went to Vegas once when I was like ten, with my older sister, my uncle, his girlfriend and her daughter. We had a great time and all but ya, remember the part about how I was ten?

Then last May Tits McGee and I had to change our travel plans from Mexico to Vegas (remember the whole swine flu thing? Ya, our flights were canceled). We had a ridiculously awesome time the whole 8 days that we were there. We’re crazy like that.

Okay, so then my dad bought a place there after my parents got divorced last year. Real Estate is cheap. He bought my sisters and I tickets to come visit him in February and we had a really amazing time being touristy (Hoover Dam) and acting like locals (“psshhh the strip”) down there.

Now, there’s a blog-meet-up in Vegas in May and I’m pretty sure I’m going. I know it’ll be a fan-freaking-tastic time, and although I haven’t been blogging lately, this gives me as good a reason as any to start again, get reacquainted with the old crew and meet some new ones.

This means I’ll have gone to Vegas 3 times in ONE year though. Am I that crazy?

I think we all know the answer to that.

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