No News From Auschwitz

It's been nearly a week since I've last posted a blog, so I kind of feel guilty. It's always like this when I go home. I get so caught up with doing things and seeing things, that I lose track of all my regular habits. This is why I don't answer my phone, or remember to respond to text messages, or manage my facebook account. Granted, none of these things are crucial to life, but they are things I would be doing were I not in Las Vegas. I have nothing really to say, so I'll just list a few things I've gotten to do so far.

I had an eye appointment and was able to talk with a bunch of my old coworkers. They're all doing well apparently, though my new rigid gas permeables are irritating my eyes.

I went to a karaoke bar with a few friends and we watched the world grow steadily drunker. Is it odd that I feel comfortable around drunk people? I don't think I personally know very many people that drink a lot--if you don't count my graduating class, that is.

I went shopping with my sisters. I seem to be the only person in my family who enjoys the general atmosphere of the mall. Everyone else was dragging their feet, but maybe they hadn't noticed the giant dancing bears in the fountain and the twinkle lights around the jewelry displays. I love the mall.

I watched Up with my sisters last night. Stupid movie had me "not-crying" in the first twenty minutes. Seriously, Disney is magical.

I celebrated my sister's birthday with the family. I'd forgotten what eleven siblings, eight grandchildren, and four dogs could do to the ears; man, we were LOUD last night. It was wonderful.

So basically, I've done nothing since I got here, but I'm loving every minute of it. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got an N64 version of Zelda that's just waiting for me to get reacquainted with it...