As crazy as it sounds (yes, I know, everything I say is crazy), but staying at home on my second day off has actually made me miss work. I spent the majority of the day wandering around the house as the rain poured down outside - ironic how everyone thinks that it does not rain in Vegas. Oh yes, it does.

At one point, I went to the gym with my brother because I knew that my dad would pester me if I didn't go. I honestly was not in the mood considering I got my lovely period on Christmas and have been forced to book it to the bathroom every half hour in hopes that I wouldn't leak. I am sure you wanted to hear that.

Bah! I cannot think of anything worthwhile to write about. I want to. I really do. Look for that entry another day. I'll leave you with my usual list of thoughts...

I'm wired on my third cup of tea. I need to clean up my room, or get rid of some of my crap - I have nowhere to put certain things. I'm glad I bought that Depeche Mode album that I have wanted for so long. I really don't want to get up at 5 AM tomorrow. Movie tickets are overpriced. Meet the Fockers was better than I expected!