I've got FANS!!!

 I got one of my first compliments ever on my blog today from a reader who will remain anonymous:

"I'm feeling blog deprived."

-Katie F.

Well, she will remain at least slightly anonymous, ha ha. Anyway, things have been crazy since the proposal, so writing a blog has been difficult. But I had a little pep talk with myself and realized: "Lauren Birchfield doesn't rest. Lauren Birchfield doesn't take days off. Lauren Birchfield image knows no boundaries!" And it is because of this my dear friends that I will, NAY, must press on!!! 

Then the crowd cheers and we go and kill all those people like in Braveheart (actually I've never seen Braveheart but I heard it was anti-Semitic... I mean good).

Vegas was crazy gnar gnar this weekend. Jesse hooked us up at some crazy club, only to get denied by minutes, MINUTES I TELL YOU! And the fact that they were prejudice against my slip on Vans. I'm not bitter though, and we lived it up in our own club, as seen here by Girlfren', Club Fucking Blacksheep Bitch! Claire got up on a table, danced for a few minutes which was great, then Jesse did too so we got kicked out. Then I screamed "This is sexist!" and got punched in the face. Which is crazy because I was so drunk I meant to yell at Jesse "This is sexy!" Oh well...

Here is an amazing art piece we found while on our adventures in Vegas. Actually, it's the carpet at our hotel, but it looked amazing after a 56. Jesse coined the term 56, meaning a round of 7 and 7's. Four 7 & 7's.

Last but not least, we went out to Vegas originally to see Greg and Nikki Perrine as well as Taliban Tully. Unfortunately, we were all living our own dreams and couldn't be bothered to slow down and talk to each other. I was actually excited to see everyone having such a good time and not compromising anything. Chin everyone, chin!

Thomas VanMelum

PS here is a video of Jesse and I doing our best West Side Story gang dance on the way to the club.