How we do.


After 7 hours, 3 states, cheeseburgers, Red Bulls, cheese curds, 4 magazines, 2 Beatles albums, some wedding discussion and assorted Kanye West, Jonathan Coulton and Guided by Voices songs, we finally made it to our sweet suite in Vegas.

I think this room may actually be bigger than my apartment. We had some room service, and then I took a glass of champagne for a spin around the jacuzzi tub. Right now, I can see the strip from our bed, and I smell like a pink cupcake. And you know who’s here next to me? My fiancé. Things are amazingly good.

How do we do? We do it well.