TACky Update

Well I'm in the middle of my second week of class and I'm starting to get into the swing of things around here. I attend daily mass, usually, and I'm keeping up with the reading in my classes which is somewhat extensive. The problem is sleep. There's so much to do both in class and out, that I go to sleep at curfew and get six hours of sleep every night. Since I'm used to eight or nine hours, that's a little problem. Today I fell asleep in the coffeeshop while I was reading Gorgias for Philosophy, so that's a small indicator. Tonight I'm shotting for 9:00 bedtime.

There are informal dances on Wednesday nights, so last night, I learned some aerial swing tricks. (I was flipped over the guys arm like a somersault) But one that I can do regularly involves landing on my knees on the guy's quad. One of my classmates and I perfected it. I've learned 4 different kinds of dips and a few more tricks so I'm pretty happy.

Tonight I have my first writing class, (I didn't pass the test, but I haven't written a paper in awhile so I'm not surprised) and tomorrow night we're going to have a jam session in the coffeeshop. Also on Friday I have my first beach volleyball game of the season, nerves nerves nerves!

Your thoughts and prayers are greatly appreciated, and if you happen to go out and catch some bugs, if you can spare any, please FedEx them, as I'm going to need 25.

Safely West

I'm here in California and I got here safely.

The End.

No, joking! Staying at Portia and her LH's house is a study of comfort and chaos. Comfort being the laidback, relaxation that is this weekend. Chaos being my suitcase and the space that has become my living area. (Mom, don't freak out) That should be remedied within a few hours. I'll get straight to that after I bring eveybody up to date. Staying with them on the hill is very low key, spontaneous and fun, I'm having a blast and this is my first day here. The house is small and quirky, exactly something that I myself wouldn't mind living in. Wallace the cat is adorable, pouncing this way and that and generally helping along with everything from Portia's LH laying stones for a patio to occupying the couch for his nap. The view from the yard is beautiful, a tomato crop, hills, a road and some content cows. I met some of LH's colleagues at a dinner last night, very fun people. I think I shall like California, at least the hous is lovely and we're having a grand old time. I love you all, thank you for your concerns and well wishes. I'll write more later on and I'll include some pictures as well.

hugs and kisses.