Sleep is only a concept.
I am sitting in penthouse 16 at the IP, home of the AlCantHang entourage for the next couple of days.
I am pretty damn beat. I feel like I slept in a gutter for 4 hours. That is after drinking for the last 24 hours.
Oh, did I mention I was cut off at the Excalibur, not once but twice.
Yes, twice. But I did manage to talk my way back into a couple of beers.
Heading down to the MGM for some crazy poker. I feel the buzz starting again.