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Another Rule Broken
Wow, I am on quite the roll these past months breaking my own rules left and right. Monday night led to another broken rule: Never leave your drink unattended.
Freshmen year of college I had my very own roofie experience complete with a nice mixture of Opium and some other scary drugs. After that, I wised up and watched my drinks like a hawk. So much so that I’ve offended and pissed off people I’m with for not “trusting” them with my drink.
Strangely living in Vegas I have grown lax with this rule. Against common sense, Vegas is surprisingly safe when it comes to clubbing; at least in my experience. Maybe it’s because we’re the Home of the Trick Roll 
What happens when you grow lax? That’s right. You get the shit kicked out of you. Or, in my case, you get something slipped into your drink. Luckily, I had enough sense to listen to my instincts. Being the “bitch” I am, I also had enough sense to “spill” another girl’s drink and help her avoid a “fun” night. I’m sure she’ll thank me later.
Me? I’m back to covering my drinks with renewed vigor.
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