So I'm still in Las Vegas - Happy New Year, everybody~! - and partying it the fuck up at….

Well, I'm doing whatever amount of partying someone can do at the Adventuredome at Circus Circus. I'm doing some serious splurging here too. I've already spent 16 bucks.

We checked out of the Aria, seeing as New Years prices top the scales at over 700 dollars a room.

Jesus Christ, people, stop cutting in line. I'm going to freaking murder you, fourteen years old or no. I will literally kick you into unconsciousness.

Anyway, all of the Strip is being closed down for a massive street orgy alcohol/gambling/concert/marijuana party.

We'll be there for the fireworks.

No, really, the fireworks.

Today's our last day here, sadface.

And then we get to drive back- that's twenty hours, people- over the Hoover Dam and into the Grand Canyon.

Sad.

Well, at least we can once again parade around where we're living like it's home- because it will be!

I hope my brother kept my dog from dyin…

Hey, are these people paying attention?! There are people cutting in line…

where are my CAST IRON BOOTS