So, this sucks. Talked with my manager and we figured out that with the holiday season coming up, it's gonna be kinda not feasible for me to take all my remaining vacation days in a row, so she'd hook me up with a day or two here and there when she can so I don't lose them. First day of this experiment was yesterday, so I get a three day weekend. Awesome, right? Well it would be if my body didn't pick NOW to start getting sick. I spent most of yesterday asleep or just straight up in bed and barely ate anything. Had some OJ and chicken noodle soup, but outside of that and some sweets, we didn't have anything that I really wanted. Barely even drank anything either because water isn't cooperating with my stomach very well and that's about all I have, though I did get a glass of milk with my pumpkin chocolate chunk cookies. Those are love, btw, pumpkin chocolate chunk cookies. I love them almost as much as vegan pumpkin pie. So yeah, James and I've just been hanging out in bed, watching Angel and getting him caught up to where I'm at. It's fun watching stuff with him like this because he's the sort who tries to figure stuff out on his own, and if he can then it gets boring for him. So I'm sitting there knowing what's gonna happen, and he's making guesses that aren't really right, so I just smile and say nothing hoping what actually does happen is a surprise for him.

In other Canada news, I'm still kinda homesick. Had another dream about Austin yesterday at some point- couldn't tell you many details now but I do remember it had something to do with me caring for a baby (not sure if it was actually mine or not) and running off to Riverside. For those of you non-Austinites; like any city of good size, Austin often gets separated up into areas, and not just north, south, east, and west, though those do exist. You also have areas like SoCo (South Congress) and SoLa (South Lamar), both with inherent awesomeness unique to those areas; Riverside, which is known for being half College Town (roughly half the apartment complexes are either student housing for UT or are just occupied by college and college-aged kids) and half Little Mexico (known for it's Hispanic flea markets and the fact that nearly everyone who resides there is Hispanic); The Drag, which runs right past one side of UT and thus is home to an awesome Renaissance style market every weekend and my very favorite vegetarian restaurant of all time. And that's just naming a few areas that I can think of off the top of my head. Austin is such a diverse place that you really have to actually see these places to grasp the awesomeness of which I speak. I mean, what other town has chic shopping boutiques and a couple cafes near a nationally recognized school for the blind? And deaf, for the record- I'm proud to say my oldest cousin at least used to work there. But damn, it's been over two years since I last even set foot in Austin at all and I can still remember these areas as vividly as if I was just there yesterday. It makes my heart hurt to think of it, and I wish I could go back so badly but I know it's not time yet. One day I'll be back, but only the Fates know when that'll be. Maybe I'll appreciate it more then- no, I know I will appreciate it more, because I've missed it so and only in virtual journals like this can I really even say anything because my best friend who still lives there will say I never should've left, and James will feel guilty for being the reason I left, and it'll just be one big ball of badness.

At least I don't hate Vegas so much anymore. Yes I do want to leave, and no I don't like it by any means of the word, but I seem to be making my way here alright, and I do care for my friends that I've made here, and I'm even starting to become attached to Sunset Park because it reminds me in a small way of home. I've just come to see Vegas as a place where I'm meant to undergo certain things in order to grow and become a better person, like a purgatory, so whatever this city throws at me, I just have to stick through it. What doesn't kill me and all that.