Changing

Blurb My Brain:
You know how in every epic novel or story a character dies and then after an appropriate time, the character comes back to life or wasn't actually dead in the first place (I promise there is a point to this)? Well, my blog is far from epic. It's an Average Alyssa, not an Epic Alyssa, although some of you guys are so sweet with telling me how great the blog is. With that being said, a character of this blog is being killed off. No, Sarah, you are still safe. But it is someone whom I love. I am talking about Boyfriend.

Before you send your condolences, remember the first paragraph. I am not going to make you wait until I drop the ring in the volcano, or wait for the prince to kiss me to tell you guys. but you do have to wait til the end of his story.

Boyfriend and I were going to see the Bodies exhibit at the Luxor. That's the exhibit where they plasticized the human body, and you can learn all about the body while seeing real bodies. Anyway, I wanted to show Boyfriend that because he is a sports medicine major. Well, I felt cute yesterday with my pretty brown and white dress. So we were walking the two miles down the Strip, an Boyfriend sees Paris, Las Vegas Hotel which has the miniature Eiffel Tower. We leaned up against the wall and joked about the real Eiffel Tower gypsies who hold up signs asking if you speak English and then beg for money with the sign. Then, he jumped in front of me, got down on one knee, showed me a GORGEOUS half carat princess cut diamond ring, and said "Marry Me?". BAM! DEAD!!! "OH MY GOD! YES!!" I screamed, and kissed him about 37492046 times. WHIZ! BANG!! He comes back to life as "Fiancé," the dashing prince who swept me off my feet. I was so excited. So then after kissing him a couple more times, I said to him: "Let's go look at some naked, dead bodies."

So we see that, and the Titanic exhibit. Then we go to Dick's Last Resort bar for lunch and celebratory drinks. Well I had the drinks. Then back to the hotel for an hour or so to kill some time before we saw Defending the Caveman. It was a funny show about relationships, and if you are ever in Vegas, I highly suggest seeing it. As he said, he is in Sin City promoting loyalty and monogamy. Then it was over and we booked it to the Venetian to see Tim Allen. He was hilarious. And so was his opening act, Mo? Laurel? Lo? something Sanders. You know how Tim Allen is Buzz Lightyear and Santa, and a star of a bunch of other kids movies?

His show was far from kid friendly. Talking of scrotum, testicles, kids these days being pussies, the congressmen, lying and inaccuracies in movies, farting, colons, and assholes... it's ironic to think of him as even being suggested for a role as Santa. In fact, he said he thinks it's God's punishment that he gets cast into all these kid movies, when he hates kids. But all in all, it was a great show.

So that was the perfect end to a perfect day.