Hey Pop!
I figured since I missed our weekly phone call I would shoot you a quick e-mail. How are things there?
Things here in Vegas are still going pretty well. I'm starting to get used to the constant dinging of slot machines everywhere. I even won 50 bucks at the laundromat last week!
I know you are going to be ticked, but I've decided to only go to school part-time this semester. I know – but honestly, things here are a lot more expensive than I thought they would be, and you know me – I need to do this on my own, so unless I want to become a stripper, I need to drop a couple of classes. Which by the way, the strippers here make a TON of money. But – eeeewww.
I picked up some catering shifts at the MGM (that place is HUGE), and I am still dogsitting for Gil and Sara. I know mom is pissed (sorry) about that, but please don't worry. I know when Sara was kidnapped you guys freaked out (I did too a little), but it was a freak thing. If I left now, it would be like never going into a McDonalds again because Ronald McDonald is a clown and John Wayne Gacy was a clown. Does that make sense?
The stalker chick never came by the house and I never saw her. And she is locked up for good. Gil and Sara have been great to me and to be honest, they are the only reason I passed biochem. Besides, I love to curl up with Hank (the dog) lol. That is laugh out loud.
Sara left to see her family in California for a little while so Gil and Hank are alone. You would like him a lot – Gil not Hank. He is a lot like you. Maybe you and mom could meet them when you guys come out for Thanksgiving. They said that they may be able to help me get an internship with the crime lab. I would rather do that than be a cop anymore.
I like the idea of being able to speak for those that can't speak for themselves.
I love you guys lots and I promise I'll call Sunday.