Here I am in Alaska- and all I can think of is getting somewhere else. Getting another passport stamp- getting another notch in my travel belt. I must go Go GO. The one constant in my life- going. And that website is feeding the need like no other sustenance.
My brother recently got a Boxer puppy and has since tried to convince me to go the same route- alas. I have another plan. Hopefully a rescue- hopefully a puppy- and hopefully a deliciously perfect companion.
Every Thursday Night. Best ever way to end the work week (yes... Ranger work week. I am Sunday to Thursday).
Holy Bananas- I am loving on the Buena Vista Social Club- which is going hand-in-hand with my other obsession of Languages. I want to learn more, know more, speak more. It has gotten somewhat ridiculous, but I am okay with that. My ridiculousness has never quite been in control.
So that's that.
Learning, going, doing, seeing, dancing... well, I had not mentioned dancing. But the urge is there.
I have two flatmates (or duplex-mates). I have affectionately nick-named them Hooch! and Wifey (yes- the exclamation point is necessary when spelling Hooch!).
They are, categorically, the single-most redeeming.... everything... of my Alaskan experience so far. Hooch! is wild and Southern and deliciously delicious while Wifey is SoCal and as gleefully evil as me.
I truly don't know how I lucked out on this one but these women- these absolutely perfect, brilliant, funny, interested and interesting, genuine women- they are keeping me in it from day to day.
Much love to all of you- but most love to my Wifey and Hooch!