sykospark went off to swim for a bit while I tried to sleep in some so I wouldn't pass out too early. When I crawled out of bed, sykospark, krackhead, and I headed to check the buffets. All were expensive, as we worked our way around, and the prices kept climbing as we thought we were going to less expensive hotels. Eventually we ended up back to the Flamingo, which was less than most, and fed our faces. krackhead wandered off to gamble, and sykospark took a nap.

I called Hexed on syko's phone, as mine went from mostly full battery to dead overnight, having been drained dry by my hatred. Getting no answer, I went off for a wander alone. Besides, he had a wedding to attend. I walked down to the MGM since the monorail from Bally's to the MGM was out of service till 2004, which of course they wouldn't tell me until I got all the way into the bowels through the maze. On the way down checked out the Aladdin, where I stayed last time I was in Vegas for the Inappropriate Wedding of the Century. More cows! Including the Moogicians of the Century, Seigfried and Roy (I thought they were space aliens until I read their sign, which was only accomplished by getting uncomfortably close to their lopsided bulges).

After MGM, back up to the Treasure Island. Then back to the room, where they were no syko, but there was a note saying about being off with Lore, and with the phone so I could call them. Hate. Phones. Wandered up and down the parking structure looking for them, though they were not there, and then waited for them to get past the oceans of people who would not let him turn. I joined the car of Lore, sykospark, Sean, and Shok. We went to Quark's Bar at the Hilton, and met up with lots o' people, including Legion, Broken Heather, Yvette, and MissJanuary. Gabby and Heretik were also there, though I didn't see them since they were off drinking not with us, and possibly gambling. Sean ordered himself a Warp Core Breach, which one is supposed to share with multiple people. The Freak had a very long straw, and very strong lungs- but syko's lungs were stronger.

syko, Lore, the Freak, and I ended up off in the Experience. This was not the only time Lore was an ultra sweetie. We were great big geeks in the museum on the way there, and apparently someone in our group was French. They wouldn't have liked that in Paris. Lore picked up a vibrating goth tribble. While we were gone, a Klingon was giving our group shit in the bar, and Sean stood up, picked up the Warp Core Break fishbowl, took a long drink, and put it down. The Klingon saluted. And proceeded to salute every time he saw him thereafter. Another small Warp Core Break later as we wanted to leave sometime, and Sean and his pirate liver still didn't get drunk. Even with the four apple martinis at dinner earlier. We headed back to the hotel (after the completely sober people lost the car for a while), and sykospark decided to go to bed being still all jetlaggy from the trip from Boston, and not terribly thrilled over being around drunken lushes.

Sean, Lore, and I headed back to Lore's room (conveniently located next to the ice machine), to partake of vodka and chartreuse (not in the same glass, you heretic!). Lore drank vodka until he fell down and rolled around on the floor. Sean and his pirate liver still didn't get drunk. We ended up hanging around in room and being joined by Penance, Angeldye, and EvilDahlia, and, as it was getting late, ended up not making it to the Area 51 at the Huntridge, but looked around for people in the lobby. Besides, I would have been overdressed, far too obviously a great big nerd, and it would have taken me a couple hours to get ready (it was by request, but still. Great big nerd). And blind, since I forgot my contacts.

We met up with Purple Heather, Ian, MissJanuary, Joe, and occasionally other people at the penguins, across from the flamingos, who were shunning the goth flamingo. We called Legion and told him to meet us there. And then we migrated around and kept changing where he should meet us- till it was back with the penguins, and he finally made it. The group changed and trickled off some, partly because of the shrimp smell from the penguins. Back inside at the bar, Lore won $24 in nickels because he wanted the bonanza music to stop. We had to wait for the rest of them, because he broke the bank! Then he got it changed into paper instead of heavy shrapnel. A woman came up and started talking to us, especially Sean who always get approached by people, and was babbling something about bikers and such, but she was nice. We saw a few people returning from the Huntridge, and finally decided to call it a night.


AGF moment: black cargoey zippery pants, New Rocks, zippery sleeveless fishnet accented top