It's 1am, I Want To Fly
Thursday, February 09, 2006 by eric yang
... and I've managed to spend close to $9,670 in absolutely nothing of significance in the past three weeks. Well, I did finally order a bed and a couch, but who knows when those will arrive... my citibank card about half way melted these past few days and I still have nothing to show for it except 8 Starbuck's receipts, wine-infused blood, some new toothpaste, two ruined pillows (i'm still fuming about that) and the inkilings of a sore throat. Awesome.
To make matters worse, I've been feeling a little of the travel bug lately so I whipped out my map and tried to take another look at where it is I've gone and where it is I want to go. I updated this puppy from way back when and here it is for your absolute non-viewing pleasure. Just looking at it makes me jetlagged.

I think the next logical choice is somewhere I've never been before and totally uncommercialized or touched by humans... yep... time to go to Vegas.
To make matters worse, I've been feeling a little of the travel bug lately so I whipped out my map and tried to take another look at where it is I've gone and where it is I want to go. I updated this puppy from way back when and here it is for your absolute non-viewing pleasure. Just looking at it makes me jetlagged.

I think the next logical choice is somewhere I've never been before and totally uncommercialized or touched by humans... yep... time to go to Vegas.

Gimlet (not pronounced Jim-let) Martini's were introduced to me by my friend Tim one day back in Knoxville. They're delicious and the W hotel makes a fine one. Regardless, I've come to the conclusion that I prefer, in moderation, a Tanqueray Gin Gimlet Martini - on the rocks. It might as well be an entirely different drink but it's smooth as silk.

