men are such wimps when they get sick. nate was completely worn out from the cold he got before he left, that wasn’t even bad…my dad slept the entire day yesterday…i guess it’s the whole women childbirth thing…my mom kept saying when she had the puking disease on sunday the next day she baked cookies and was active all day haha

last night adr and danielle came over to watch the game. lost…what else is new.

today is the dress rehearsal, i gotta be there at 1:30. it’s in the mall still. the “teachers” are trying to get us into the real casino to see it before next weekend when we have the preview dates – but they haven’t been inside yet either. you still have to wear hard hats, so it’s kinda hard to get a tour. tonight…who knows. figure the 4 of us will do something since eric gets home today…that kid at work keeps bugging me to come to his bar, so maybe i’ll suggest that if he asks me again today – make him shut up about it.

blah…something feels off today. something just isn’t right and i don’t know what it is. hopefully everyone and everything is ok…

so i was thinking…about my life…i would really like to have some sort of plan – something i want to go for, and start the process of going for it – but at the same time, i don’t want to have a plan, because a plan makes you too settled… i know that as soon as i make a plan for myself and commit to it, some wonderful opportunity will come up and i won’t be able to take it for one reason or the other. like donald trump will come into the casino, see me, and offer me a job running one of his casinos in atlantic city…:)…but i’ll have to say no because i’m in grad school or something…(i’d drop out haha you can always go back to school)…of course, to make a plan i’d need to know what i want to do.

currently, i’m still hanging on nate…seeing where he stands, seeing where we stand, seeing where things stand when he returns in 2 years. this will go away, i know…but at this moment…i’d do basically anything for him (you know, within reason.. he’d never ask me to kill someone, and i wouldn’t do it anyway :P)…like his plan is to do the PC thing and then do the grad school thing….if he quit the PC and went into the grad school thing now, or when he comes home and does the grad thing…he wants to go to mcgill or columbia, and if he asked me to move with him, i would. i hate, hate, hate that i would do this…but i would. in a second. i would have moved to philly for 3 months if he was doing the training there instead of in africa…i would have moved in with joe, he’d have loved it lol. i hate that i’m acting this way, cuz everyone who knows me knows i’m not like this. i don’t put my eggs in other people’s baskets…

this may be tmi, but…is it bad that a certain pair of underwear makes me upset LOL. i guess it’s a good thing i lost so much weight that they don’t fit anymore. *blush*

i should finish getting ready for casino

 

nate’s mom sent me his address in niger. so i can finally send him stuff. gonna wait on the 1003949 things i have to send in a package to see if mail even works first. i guess i’ll do that tomorrow.

so trial casino…who’d i get paired up with? the stupid supervisor…and most of the time, the one who was told to go to me with questions. they both think i should be a supervisor and are gonna put in good words for me. it was ok…no one (bosses, supervisors) knew what was going on really…some didn’t even know the first thing about certain procedures so we had to tell them what they’re jobs were…and now we need clarification on certain things cuz we were told one way to do it, and the bosses were saying it was a different way…yeah. whatever.

now i’m home, and freezing, and hungry. and bored haha