subdued Sunday

Tonight we have to book the hotel for me to go to Vegas for a convention. Unfortunately, my boss won't let me stay at Angry Dissenter's house... even though I argued that it'd be way cheaper to do that and rent a car instead. My arguments fell on unimpressed ears: I'll be staying on the strip.

The Hater is downtrodden that he can't come, too.

Looks like I'll be hanging out at the Luxor for free by myself. Oh, the travesty.