*sigh*

I'm so homesick it's disgusting.

And you know what's really messed up?

Is that the vaugest thought of returning to Vegas depresses me.

How emo is that? And I swear I am so not emo! What the Hell is emo supposed to be anyway?! Well, even if I am in fact emo.... I never meant to be so it doesn't count....

....or something like that.

Have I mentioned lately how much I love my computer?

Still having battery issues and need to throw about three hundred dollers into Glitch before he'll be a happy machine. I'm so always broke. Why am I always broke? I eat too much.

I had eighty dollars this last weekend to spend on whatever I wanted! ...so uh... what do I do with it?

I make plans to eat lunch.... and go grocery shopping, what else?

Then my cousin suggests we wander through a computer store (he needed RAM but wasn't sure what kind). I bought a lapdesk and a new shoulder bag (adding to the fact that I have more luggage than stuff to put in it... *sweatdrop*). So.... by the end of the weekend I was back to counting pocket change for foodage.

I think I need a job.

I mean, I know I'll need one when I get back to Vegas to get back to Hawaii by the end of April. One decent paycheck and I'm on a plane.

DJ suggested I become a giggilo.... however you spell that. He keeps joking that his girlfriend likes me better than him, but I think it's mostly because he gets to laugh at me blushing. She has a very classic beauty.

I'm hungry. I should sleep. I think I'm getting a cold.