April 19, Day 43, 249.6 lbs

Dear Diary,
What time is it? Why are you waking me up so early? Who the f*** do you think you are? I'm in Vegas. I deserve some rest after the wild time I had... After going to bed early yesterday with some fruits. Uh maybe that didn't come out right. Lets back things up. Yesterday we rode to Vegas. I loaded up with fruits and water and muthaf***ing trail mix ready to set this town on fire! We stopped at Chipotle on the way out and chowed down. We finally made it to the hotel and did some exploring. We picked up all the stuff we needed to get for the people we're hosting out here. We scoped out a location for a mixer we'll be doing before hitting the Phantom of the Opera tomorrow night. We're gonna hang out at CUT by Wolfgang Puck for dinner tonight and appetizers tomorrow night. We were looking at Carnevino, a Mario Batali restaurant too, but didn't choose that place. Huh? Well f*** you too. Don't call me that. I'm name dropping all the restaurants because TLO likes watching food network and knows those people. I could really give a f***. As long as I have my trail mix, I'm straight. Even if I'm eating fruit, the old saying you are what you eat doesn't apply to me. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I have lots of fruits for friends. Apples and bananas have been kind to me. I've even been able to get down with some dates. We're what you'd call friends with benefits. What can I say? I gets mine. But you on the other hand are a piece of s**t, which is unsurprisingly representative of your steady diet of s**t, which I feed you. No. Don't thank me. So back to me. We hit the Grand Lux cafe for dinner last night. Tempting menu aside, I chose the seafood salad which was crazy. It was so good I stopped eating it. Turned in early after that then got up to gamble with the boys. Won some cash on blackjack. Hit some hole in the wall taco spot at 1 in the morning. Had a couple of chicken tacos. Went back to sleep. Woke up this morning to a new friend. The scale at the Palazzo. She didn't judge me and told me that what I did yesterday had no effect on me. Anyways some s**t came up and gotta go... back to sleep. Now turn off the f***ing lights and get the f*** outta here or I'm gonna get one of these goodfellas out here to bury you in the desert. Peace out b***h!