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Las Vegas

Hard to believe I've already been here three weeks. I may have a job, depending on if my credit checks out (it should, because if it doesn't I might just pitch a fit--how do you pay back a loan if you have no money?), but I don't know if I'll like it or not; in any case, it's money. And when I get some money I'm going to buy a digital camcorder and do some funny stuff to show you guys later. It'll be at least a month before this happens, unless I win at slots (which will never happen because I don't play...).

I've finally gone on a diet. A low carb one. I have no idea if it's working or not, as I didn't weigh myself before I started and I haven't weighed myself since, though I do feel a lot better than I have in a while. Except for Thursday. I ate at Fiesta Buffet...and all I could have was the salad and roast beef. The roast beef was nasty, but the salad was pretty good. Then, as we were leaving, I suddenly felt like I got hit by a ton of bricks and decided I needed something sugary. So I got a shake and, amazingly, felt much better afterwards. Maybe it had something to do with not eating all that day (because that was the day of my interview, and I was too nervous before getting on the bus...then didn't have time once I got to the place, then just didn't feel like eating when I got on the bus to go home), but my friend experienced the same problem and he had eaten.

So. As a warning...if you ever come to Vegas, do not eat at Fiesta Buffet on a Thursday night.

And now, a random conversation with myself:

"So."

"Yeah."

"Yep."

"Uh huh."

"Definitely."

"Wait...what were we talking about again?"