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Vacation was great.. Aside from being exhausting, and some brief drama with my mother about not spending enough time with her, it was really pleasant. Got to see the family and the Family I've been missing, got to relax, camping in the middle of nowhere. Got to know Jayme a bit more, whom I'd only sparred with before. It's kind of comforting to have someone you can relate to on odd topics.
Coming back to Florida wasn't the greatest. The person who was going to pick me up from the airport didn't show, so after waiting an hour and a half, I looked for another way to get home and eventually caught a shuttle to the edge of town. From there, tried to call the house with my calling card (which costs extra from a pay-phone and the card was almost out already). Well, it seems there was a problem with the receiver, and the person who answered didn't hear me and hung up. I entered the little hotel place and they dialed the house for me, but no one answered this time. Left a message, but tired as I was didn't mentioned exactly where I was. They called a cab for me, and then came outside where I was waiting to tell me that "Your friend J. is picking you up, I cancelled the cab."
All well and good, but I waited about 45 minutes for J. to make a 10 minute trip. Seems his parents wouldn't let him use the car to pick me up, but he managed to get out anyway. Got home fast as we could (which wasn't fast at all), swapped luggage from that car to my own, ran in the house to spend about five minutes brushing hair and teeth, changing, etc. to then take my car fast as I could straight to work for a full shift. Just barely made it on time, not having my key-card thanks to the rush.
Of course, then at work there was this strange call someone took, which started out perfectly normal until the customer didn't disconnect the line, and the girl who took the call could hear him talking. He seemed to be talking to the body of his wife, whom he apparently killed and was discussing with her why he had to do it and what he was to do with the body. Made references to sexual acts and Judeo-Christian religious paradigms. The supervisors shrugged it off and told her to hang up, thankfully the project manager reported as much as he could to the police who said they'd look into it.
To top it off, getting home J. and his niece were playing videogames upstairs (where I stay), so couldn't get any immediate rest there. Wasn't the worst thing of all, but when I eventually got some rest I had the strangest dream. It involved Shal[sp] raising demons and angry ghosts and the like to wreak havoc, for what cause I don't know.
All in all it's been pretty hectic. The muffler fell off of my car, Milly is worse than ever and I'm sitting here writing all of this because I dread going back to the house. It literally churns my stomach to think of going back there, but at this time I don't have another place to be. I need to find a place to move into, and quickly. And from there, I need to make sure I continue to have a steady job, and try and make it out north-west for my Sister's wedding in January. Wish me luck.
