3.21

We went to the Hoover Dam today, what a friggin cool place. The enormity of it was overwhelming in an exhilarating way.  Immediately after, Matt dropped some of us off at Fremont street to party for a few hours with Jasmine's friends from home. I put exactly one dollar into the "I Dream of Jeannie" slot machine because Alexis's and my running joke that we are genies and constantly try to grant everyone wishes. Everyone kissed my dollar, and we waited eagerly as the buttons flashed and pictures spun. I won a whopping 8 DOLLARS! We got so excited and started jumping around and everyone in the casino thought I won big time and kept asking me questions that were embarrassing to respond to, leading to convos like "So, how much did you win?" "Uhhhhhh..... 8 dollars!. but it's exciting because I only make 12$ a day?" ".... oh, that's..... nice." At about 8:30, Mike called us and told us we needed to move out of boys and girls club immediately. He scooped us up, and when we got back we all half-drunkenly packed up all our stuff and were on our way. It's past midnight now and we're in our new home, the Stupak community center. We unpacked our stuff, spent an hour making ridiculous horror movies while Roy made us dinner, and just finished scarfing down a meal of baked beans, potato  salad, and a veggie hotdog. I'm too full to sleep. I don't want to wake up at 5 am. And it gets a little tiring to have the government constantly uproot your life. But despite the upheaval and messiness and drama of the evening, I had the time of my life and wouldn't have it any other way.

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