What happens blah blah blah

My hair having been chemically tamed into some semblance of normalcy, at the moment I'm prepping for my trip to Vegas. I've never been and while I'd most likely be more enthusiastic if I had money (point - I have to run to the school's FinAid office bright and early tomorrow before the flight to beg for cash to buy my books for the summer; prepping the kneepads, always fun) it should be fun to take in the sights. I plan on snapping lots of pictures and taking a stab at keeping a detailed journal log. One of my biggest regrets from the few trips I've been on was not keeping some sort of in-depth memory book of what went on. Remedied? Perhaps. Hopefully.

It's supposed to be hovering around the mid 90's for the duration of our stay. I don't do heat, abhor and all that jazz. But there's always the loss of water weight to look forward to.