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is what I have thanks to all the amazing goodies that you all sent me over these past few months. So I can definitely say now that food-wise, I am in nooooo way lacking. Wow - the power of a xanga site. So the only requests I have now (you're all probably thinking "what?!?! yet more?!?!) is dried fruit (as I said in my email, fruit is suprisingly hard to come by here) and granola. No hurries though - really. Perhaps you all can save it for my birthday packages. And just in case some of you didn't know, the $11 flat rate USPS boxes are your best bet for the cheapest method of shipping internationally. I've only updated very few pictures on my website (the computers are super slow here) so once again, here's the link to it:http://www.dotphoto.com/go.asp?l=datagee&p=CE50Keeping it short and sweet this time - I'm about to hop onto a "bush taxi" to head back up country. 8 hours of sweating in a car jammed with at least 24 other people. Weeeee!

is what I have thanks to all the amazing goodies that you all sent me over these past few months. So I can definitely say now that food-wise, I am in nooooo way lacking. Wow - the power of a xanga site. So the only requests I have now (you're all probably thinking "what?!?! yet more?!?!) is dried fruit (as I said in my email, fruit is suprisingly hard to come by here) and granola. No hurries though - really. Perhaps you all can save it for my birthday packages. And just in case some of you didn't know, the $11 flat rate USPS boxes are your best bet for the cheapest method of shipping internationally. I've only updated very few pictures on my website (the computers are super slow here) so once again, here's the link to it:http://www.dotphoto.com/go.asp?l=datagee&p=CE50Keeping it short and sweet this time - I'm about to hop onto a "bush taxi" to head back up country. 8 hours of sweating in a car jammed with at least 24 other people. Weeeee!

is what I have thanks to all the amazing goodies that you all sent me over these past few months. So I can definitely say now that food-wise, I am in nooooo way lacking. Wow - the power of a xanga site. So the only requests I have now (you're all probably thinking "what?!?! yet more?!?!) is dried fruit (as I said in my email, fruit is suprisingly hard to come by here) and granola. No hurries though - really. Perhaps you all can save it for my birthday packages. And just in case some of you didn't know, the $11 flat rate USPS boxes are your best bet for the cheapest method of shipping internationally. I've only updated very few pictures on my website (the computers are super slow here) so once again, here's the link to it:http://www.dotphoto.com/go.asp?l=datagee&p=CE50Keeping it short and sweet this time - I'm about to hop onto a "bush taxi" to head back up country. 8 hours of sweating in a car jammed with at least 24 other people. Weeeee!

items on my Christmas wishlist this year (for now)...- Calamine lotion (to stop the mosquito bite itching)- soup packets (to rehydrate after constant battles with diahrea)- granola (to also help out with the above-mentioned "big D" - preferably the hard Nature Valley kinds)-nuts and beef jerky (for much needed protein)- a world map (cuz trust me, I will have a loooot of time for daydreaming)- and of course, pictures of all of you!!!So that I don't get a million of everything, please leave a comment if you decide to send something so that everyone else knows as well I'll try to do this on myspace as well if I find the chance. In the meantime, I've uploaded some more pictures onto my dotphoto album. Here's the link!http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=datagee&P=CE50&AID=4869693&Show=YAlso, I now have a mobile and the number is: 220-745-0354. I have no idea how it works, and I will also have little to no reception out where I am. Also, do not leave voice messages as I cannot check it either (I know, you all must be wondering now why in the heck I even bother with a mobile!), but text messages are great cuz the phone can save them and I will, eventually, read them. Alrighty now, hope to hear from you all soon! Happy Holidays.

items on my Christmas wishlist this year (for now)...- Calamine lotion (to stop the mosquito bite itching)- soup packets (to rehydrate after constant battles with diahrea)- granola (to also help out with the above-mentioned "big D" - preferably the hard Nature Valley kinds)-nuts and beef jerky (for much needed protein)- a world map (cuz trust me, I will have a loooot of time for daydreaming)- and of course, pictures of all of you!!!So that I don't get a million of everything, please leave a comment if you decide to send something so that everyone else knows as well I'll try to do this on myspace as well if I find the chance. In the meantime, I've uploaded some more pictures onto my dotphoto album. Here's the link!http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=datagee&P=CE50&AID=4869693&Show=YAlso, I now have a mobile and the number is: 220-745-0354. I have no idea how it works, and I will also have little to no reception out where I am. Also, do not leave voice messages as I cannot check it either (I know, you all must be wondering now why in the heck I even bother with a mobile!), but text messages are great cuz the phone can save them and I will, eventually, read them. Alrighty now, hope to hear from you all soon! Happy Holidays.

items on my Christmas wishlist this year (for now)...- Calamine lotion (to stop the mosquito bite itching)- soup packets (to rehydrate after constant battles with diahrea)- granola (to also help out with the above-mentioned "big D" - preferably the hard Nature Valley kinds)-nuts and beef jerky (for much needed protein)- a world map (cuz trust me, I will have a loooot of time for daydreaming)- and of course, pictures of all of you!!!So that I don't get a million of everything, please leave a comment if you decide to send something so that everyone else knows as well I'll try to do this on myspace as well if I find the chance. In the meantime, I've uploaded some more pictures onto my dotphoto album. Here's the link!http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=datagee&P=CE50&AID=4869693&Show=YAlso, I now have a mobile and the number is: 220-745-0354. I have no idea how it works, and I will also have little to no reception out where I am. Also, do not leave voice messages as I cannot check it either (I know, you all must be wondering now why in the heck I even bother with a mobile!), but text messages are great cuz the phone can save them and I will, eventually, read them. Alrighty now, hope to hear from you all soon! Happy Holidays.

is where I am right now. Sleep feels like a distant memory these past few days (weeks and months actually) with the flurry of training, preparations, and seeing friends. Today has especially been a series of hurrying up and waiting, standing and sitting. With an early rise at 6am, we waited to get our final vaccinations done, sat 2 hours in the bus to get us from Philly to JFK, waited 4 more hours for our flight to Brussels, sat for 7 hours to get here, and are now waiting another 2 hours now for hour 7 hour flight down to the Gambia. I've considered myself a patient person, but I know that it is nothing compared to patience I will need for the next 2 years. It was good to be back in Philadelphia again. Thanks to my dogged determination to stay in touch with friends, my fears of feeling like a stranger coming back to the city that I worked in 5 years ago (I can scarcely believe it has been that long ago) immediately vaporized as soon as I saw some familiar faces and neighborhoods once again. I saw the porch that I sat on every Saturday morning armed with my toast, newspaper, and mug of tea. Unfortunately, I missed my favorite lightening bugs this year (it was more shocking to me than seeing snow for the first time!). I figure I have clogged enough of all of your mailboxes with my mass emails for awhile now and hence, a journal update rather than a mass email update this time.

is where I am right now. Sleep feels like a distant memory these past few days (weeks and months actually) with the flurry of training, preparations, and seeing friends. Today has especially been a series of hurrying up and waiting, standing and sitting. With an early rise at 6am, we waited to get our final vaccinations done, sat 2 hours in the bus to get us from Philly to JFK, waited 4 more hours for our flight to Brussels, sat for 7 hours to get here, and are now waiting another 2 hours now for hour 7 hour flight down to the Gambia. I've considered myself a patient person, but I know that it is nothing compared to patience I will need for the next 2 years. It was good to be back in Philadelphia again. Thanks to my dogged determination to stay in touch with friends, my fears of feeling like a stranger coming back to the city that I worked in 5 years ago (I can scarcely believe it has been that long ago) immediately vaporized as soon as I saw some familiar faces and neighborhoods once again. I saw the porch that I sat on every Saturday morning armed with my toast, newspaper, and mug of tea. Unfortunately, I missed my favorite lightening bugs this year (it was more shocking to me than seeing snow for the first time!). I figure I have clogged enough of all of your mailboxes with my mass emails for awhile now and hence, a journal update rather than a mass email update this time.

is where I am right now. Sleep feels like a distant memory these past few days (weeks and months actually) with the flurry of training, preparations, and seeing friends. Today has especially been a series of hurrying up and waiting, standing and sitting. With an early rise at 6am, we waited to get our final vaccinations done, sat 2 hours in the bus to get us from Philly to JFK, waited 4 more hours for our flight to Brussels, sat for 7 hours to get here, and are now waiting another 2 hours now for hour 7 hour flight down to the Gambia. I've considered myself a patient person, but I know that it is nothing compared to patience I will need for the next 2 years. It was good to be back in Philadelphia again. Thanks to my dogged determination to stay in touch with friends, my fears of feeling like a stranger coming back to the city that I worked in 5 years ago (I can scarcely believe it has been that long ago) immediately vaporized as soon as I saw some familiar faces and neighborhoods once again. I saw the porch that I sat on every Saturday morning armed with my toast, newspaper, and mug of tea. Unfortunately, I missed my favorite lightening bugs this year (it was more shocking to me than seeing snow for the first time!). I figure I have clogged enough of all of your mailboxes with my mass emails for awhile now and hence, a journal update rather than a mass email update this time.

is an irrational fear that I have been having lately. Actually, perhaps it is not so irrational because...what's with all of the dead birds lately?!?! I am not exaggerating here when I say that I have seen dead birds at least 4 times a week these past few weeks! And I'm not just talking about a few feathers here and there. I'm talking about full on blood, guts, and glory types of carcasses! Once I even saw what looked look two torn off wings, but the "bird" itself was nowhere to be seen! I'm sensing a Hitchcock movie coming on (enter Twilight Zone music...). In the meantime, does anybody out there need furniture, kitchenware, ANYthing!?!? I am still desperately trying to get rid of my stuff before heading out to the great big Africa in the sky. Only one more month! Let the countdown begin!

is an irrational fear that I have been having lately. Actually, perhaps it is not so irrational because...what's with all of the dead birds lately?!?! I am not exaggerating here when I say that I have seen dead birds at least 4 times a week these past few weeks! And I'm not just talking about a few feathers here and there. I'm talking about full on blood, guts, and glory types of carcasses! Once I even saw what looked look two torn off wings, but the "bird" itself was nowhere to be seen! I'm sensing a Hitchcock movie coming on (enter Twilight Zone music...). In the meantime, does anybody out there need furniture, kitchenware, ANYthing!?!? I am still desperately trying to get rid of my stuff before heading out to the great big Africa in the sky. Only one more month! Let the countdown begin!

is an irrational fear that I have been having lately. Actually, perhaps it is not so irrational because...what's with all of the dead birds lately?!?! I am not exaggerating here when I say that I have seen dead birds at least 4 times a week these past few weeks! And I'm not just talking about a few feathers here and there. I'm talking about full on blood, guts, and glory types of carcasses! Once I even saw what looked look two torn off wings, but the "bird" itself was nowhere to be seen! I'm sensing a Hitchcock movie coming on (enter Twilight Zone music...). In the meantime, does anybody out there need furniture, kitchenware, ANYthing!?!? I am still desperately trying to get rid of my stuff before heading out to the great big Africa in the sky. Only one more month! Let the countdown begin!

to update much other than the bare facts right now:- September 24th- Peace Corps- The Gambia- 2 years, 3 months

to update much other than the bare facts right now:- September 24th- Peace Corps- The Gambia- 2 years, 3 months

to update much other than the bare facts right now:- September 24th- Peace Corps- The Gambia- 2 years, 3 months

For those of you who are still planning to go the Bite of Seattle, here's a tip. The best time to go is when they're shutting down at 9pm and trying to get rid of stuff. Today, we scored a free raspberry lemonade and 4 ears of corn! Total value: $15. Woohoo!!! (I know, I know - I'm cheap...but with a full tummy .)

For those of you who are still planning to go the Bite of Seattle, here's a tip. The best time to go is when they're shutting down at 9pm and trying to get rid of stuff. Today, we scored a free raspberry lemonade and 4 ears of corn! Total value: $15. Woohoo!!! (I know, I know - I'm cheap...but with a full tummy .)

For those of you who are still planning to go the Bite of Seattle, here's a tip. The best time to go is when they're shutting down at 9pm and trying to get rid of stuff. Today, we scored a free raspberry lemonade and 4 ears of corn! Total value: $15. Woohoo!!! (I know, I know - I'm cheap...but with a full tummy .)

is how my sister addresses any food that she doesn't like, but doesn't want to actually say so. Cracks me up every time because she always says it with the most hilarious, questionable look on her face. That is apart from the story I want to tell, but I thought about it because I found myself saying "interesting" very often tonight. So I just had my face/palm/zodiac read. The girl admited to not being a professional and a lot was probably lost in translation as well (she spoke only broken English and I could only minimally translate her mandarin). It was not only a fortune-telling, but also a character analysis. Even though I still believe that such things are 99% heightened awareness of personalities and characters, I am still intersted in (according to the wise, wise words of the Beatles) "calling on a little help from my friends" to tell me how accurate her reading was because I, obviously, am far too biased for an objective opinion. So here you all go. I would love to know what you all think (I've "americanized" her English a bit more of course for understandablity purposes):- You make things more complicated than they really are. Sometimes you need to just do it rather than thinking too much about it.- When you are in times of trouble, there will be some certain people to help you through it (ummm...I think they're called friends). - You might care for someone very much, but it is not good for you.- You get nervous easily.- You are very hesitant to make decisions, but at the same time, very persistent about the decisions you have made.- You will end up very far away from where you were born (I had already told everyone I was born in California).- You have a hidden talent (this was after she asked if I played an instrument and I told her the violin, but that I was not very good at it).- You will be married later in life, perhaps after 35 (at which point I adamently said that I'll never get married, but she was quite sure that I would).- You will want to escape your marriage ("Great" I thought, "so what's the point of even getting married in the first place??? Besides, from my last comment, it's obvious I'm not a big fan of the idea."). - You are comfortable learning languages (this didn't need a whole lot of clairvoyance to figure out).- You need to be very careful about your core area (she motioned from her head to her chest) because it is very susceptible to being hurt (I don't think I quite understood her on this one).- You have very good interpersonal schools and would be successful as a salesperson. You communicate well and are popular among your friends.

is how my sister addresses any food that she doesn't like, but doesn't want to actually say so. Cracks me up every time because she always says it with the most hilarious, questionable look on her face. That is apart from the story I want to tell, but I thought about it because I found myself saying "interesting" very often tonight. So I just had my face/palm/zodiac read. The girl admited to not being a professional and a lot was probably lost in translation as well (she spoke only broken English and I could only minimally translate her mandarin). It was not only a fortune-telling, but also a character analysis. Even though I still believe that such things are 99% heightened awareness of personalities and characters, I am still intersted in (according to the wise, wise words of the Beatles) "calling on a little help from my friends" to tell me how accurate her reading was because I, obviously, am far too biased for an objective opinion. So here you all go. I would love to know what you all think (I've "americanized" her English a bit more of course for understandablity purposes):- You make things more complicated than they really are. Sometimes you need to just do it rather than thinking too much about it.- When you are in times of trouble, there will be some certain people to help you through it (ummm...I think they're called friends). - You might care for someone very much, but it is not good for you.- You get nervous easily.- You are very hesitant to make decisions, but at the same time, very persistent about the decisions you have made.- You will end up very far away from where you were born (I had already told everyone I was born in California).- You have a hidden talent (this was after she asked if I played an instrument and I told her the violin, but that I was not very good at it).- You will be married later in life, perhaps after 35 (at which point I adamently said that I'll never get married, but she was quite sure that I would).- You will want to escape your marriage ("Great" I thought, "so what's the point of even getting married in the first place??? Besides, from my last comment, it's obvious I'm not a big fan of the idea."). - You are comfortable learning languages (this didn't need a whole lot of clairvoyance to figure out).- You need to be very careful about your core area (she motioned from her head to her chest) because it is very susceptible to being hurt (I don't think I quite understood her on this one).- You have very good interpersonal schools and would be successful as a salesperson. You communicate well and are popular among your friends.

is how my sister addresses any food that she doesn't like, but doesn't want to actually say so. Cracks me up every time because she always says it with the most hilarious, questionable look on her face. That is apart from the story I want to tell, but I thought about it because I found myself saying "interesting" very often tonight. So I just had my face/palm/zodiac read. The girl admited to not being a professional and a lot was probably lost in translation as well (she spoke only broken English and I could only minimally translate her mandarin). It was not only a fortune-telling, but also a character analysis. Even though I still believe that such things are 99% heightened awareness of personalities and characters, I am still intersted in (according to the wise, wise words of the Beatles) "calling on a little help from my friends" to tell me how accurate her reading was because I, obviously, am far too biased for an objective opinion. So here you all go. I would love to know what you all think (I've "americanized" her English a bit more of course for understandablity purposes):- You make things more complicated than they really are. Sometimes you need to just do it rather than thinking too much about it.- When you are in times of trouble, there will be some certain people to help you through it (ummm...I think they're called friends). - You might care for someone very much, but it is not good for you.- You get nervous easily.- You are very hesitant to make decisions, but at the same time, very persistent about the decisions you have made.- You will end up very far away from where you were born (I had already told everyone I was born in California).- You have a hidden talent (this was after she asked if I played an instrument and I told her the violin, but that I was not very good at it).- You will be married later in life, perhaps after 35 (at which point I adamently said that I'll never get married, but she was quite sure that I would).- You will want to escape your marriage ("Great" I thought, "so what's the point of even getting married in the first place??? Besides, from my last comment, it's obvious I'm not a big fan of the idea."). - You are comfortable learning languages (this didn't need a whole lot of clairvoyance to figure out).- You need to be very careful about your core area (she motioned from her head to her chest) because it is very susceptible to being hurt (I don't think I quite understood her on this one).- You have very good interpersonal schools and would be successful as a salesperson. You communicate well and are popular among your friends.

was the exact "word" that got shouted at my friend as we walked the streets of New Orleans once, and that would be the same word I would use to describe today. I was extremely proud of myself as I pedaled my way through downtown, the new Olympic Sculpture Park, and finally up to the marina in Magnolia. Don't be mistaken though - I am nowhere close to being fit. The flat terrain I biked today was easy, but the 5 block distance going up Jackson was enough to get me winded. So as I was strolling along the marina, I stared at all the fancy schmancy boats and though surrounded by uber-rich people who could afford those boats, I could not help but be envious of those who could go out on the water whenever they wanted. I'm afraid that spending last summer on a boat has basically infected me with an everlasting longing to hit the water once again. I guess once that ocean water gets into your veins, there's no way getting it out. Sadly, I have a gut feeling that wherever I end up going for the Peace Corps, I will be nowhere close to the water . My most frivolous fantasy used to be that if I ever struck it rich, (excluding the "normal" expenses of a place to live and so) I would buy myself a pool table. Now, I think I might throw in sailing lessons and a kayak. I seriously need to stop daydreaming.

was the exact "word" that got shouted at my friend as we walked the streets of New Orleans once, and that would be the same word I would use to describe today. I was extremely proud of myself as I pedaled my way through downtown, the new Olympic Sculpture Park, and finally up to the marina in Magnolia. Don't be mistaken though - I am nowhere close to being fit. The flat terrain I biked today was easy, but the 5 block distance going up Jackson was enough to get me winded. So as I was strolling along the marina, I stared at all the fancy schmancy boats and though surrounded by uber-rich people who could afford those boats, I could not help but be envious of those who could go out on the water whenever they wanted. I'm afraid that spending last summer on a boat has basically infected me with an everlasting longing to hit the water once again. I guess once that ocean water gets into your veins, there's no way getting it out. Sadly, I have a gut feeling that wherever I end up going for the Peace Corps, I will be nowhere close to the water . My most frivolous fantasy used to be that if I ever struck it rich, (excluding the "normal" expenses of a place to live and so) I would buy myself a pool table. Now, I think I might throw in sailing lessons and a kayak. I seriously need to stop daydreaming.

was the exact "word" that got shouted at my friend as we walked the streets of New Orleans once, and that would be the same word I would use to describe today. I was extremely proud of myself as I pedaled my way through downtown, the new Olympic Sculpture Park, and finally up to the marina in Magnolia. Don't be mistaken though - I am nowhere close to being fit. The flat terrain I biked today was easy, but the 5 block distance going up Jackson was enough to get me winded. So as I was strolling along the marina, I stared at all the fancy schmancy boats and though surrounded by uber-rich people who could afford those boats, I could not help but be envious of those who could go out on the water whenever they wanted. I'm afraid that spending last summer on a boat has basically infected me with an everlasting longing to hit the water once again. I guess once that ocean water gets into your veins, there's no way getting it out. Sadly, I have a gut feeling that wherever I end up going for the Peace Corps, I will be nowhere close to the water . My most frivolous fantasy used to be that if I ever struck it rich, (excluding the "normal" expenses of a place to live and so) I would buy myself a pool table. Now, I think I might throw in sailing lessons and a kayak. I seriously need to stop daydreaming.

oh yes - those sweet, sweet days of "classic" DJ Jazzy and the Fresh Prince. Alas, summer seems to be alluding me this year. My building is now entirely covered with a monstrous sheet of tarp and it almost feels like winter when I awoke in darkness every morning. I will have to do some major sunbathing at some parks this summer if I don't want SADS to hit me like a ton of bricks in the winter!

So that piece of tarp covering my building is part of the construction that also wakes me up every morning like a rooster's crow. Even after buying earplugs, the noise doesn't so much wake me up, but rather the rattling of the walls that comes with it. So when the banging starts at around 7am, I drag my blanket and pillow out onto the couch in the living room (a little further away from the noise which seems to be concentrated around a 5 feet radius of my bedroom). In my stupor, I almost always forget to bring along my alarm clock and then find myself sleeping until noon. Since I usually go to bed around 2 or 3am, I'm getting a weird mixture of too much/too little (or broken up) sleep, and hence, go through the day feeling like I downed a 6 pack in the morning.

So on another note, I went to an amaaaaaazing concert the other night. Good ole Tahirih has introduced me to Glen Phillips and he was in town the other night with The Watkins Family, Luke Bulla, and Grant Lee Phillips. Watching them play together just made me want to grab my violin and start fiddling along with them, but since my skills have greatly diminished over the years, I would most likely stare at them in blank confusion - so that daydream ended pretty quickly.

oh yes - those sweet, sweet days of "classic" DJ Jazzy and the Fresh Prince. Alas, summer seems to be alluding me this year. My building is now entirely covered with a monstrous sheet of tarp and it almost feels like winter when I awoke in darkness every morning. I will have to do some major sunbathing at some parks this summer if I don't want SADS to hit me like a ton of bricks in the winter!

So that piece of tarp covering my building is part of the construction that also wakes me up every morning like a rooster's crow. Even after buying earplugs, the noise doesn't so much wake me up, but rather the rattling of the walls that comes with it. So when the banging starts at around 7am, I drag my blanket and pillow out onto the couch in the living room (a little further away from the noise which seems to be concentrated around a 5 feet radius of my bedroom). In my stupor, I almost always forget to bring along my alarm clock and then find myself sleeping until noon. Since I usually go to bed around 2 or 3am, I'm getting a weird mixture of too much/too little (or broken up) sleep, and hence, go through the day feeling like I downed a 6 pack in the morning.

So on another note, I went to an amaaaaaazing concert the other night. Good ole Tahirih has introduced me to Glen Phillips and he was in town the other night with The Watkins Family, Luke Bulla, and Grant Lee Phillips. Watching them play together just made me want to grab my violin and start fiddling along with them, but since my skills have greatly diminished over the years, I would most likely stare at them in blank confusion - so that daydream ended pretty quickly.

oh yes - those sweet, sweet days of "classic" DJ Jazzy and the Fresh Prince. Alas, summer seems to be alluding me this year. My building is now entirely covered with a monstrous sheet of tarp and it almost feels like winter when I awoke in darkness every morning. I will have to do some major sunbathing at some parks this summer if I don't want SADS to hit me like a ton of bricks in the winter!

So that piece of tarp covering my building is part of the construction that also wakes me up every morning like a rooster's crow. Even after buying earplugs, the noise doesn't so much wake me up, but rather the rattling of the walls that comes with it. So when the banging starts at around 7am, I drag my blanket and pillow out onto the couch in the living room (a little further away from the noise which seems to be concentrated around a 5 feet radius of my bedroom). In my stupor, I almost always forget to bring along my alarm clock and then find myself sleeping until noon. Since I usually go to bed around 2 or 3am, I'm getting a weird mixture of too much/too little (or broken up) sleep, and hence, go through the day feeling like I downed a 6 pack in the morning.

So on another note, I went to an amaaaaaazing concert the other night. Good ole Tahirih has introduced me to Glen Phillips and he was in town the other night with The Watkins Family, Luke Bulla, and Grant Lee Phillips. Watching them play together just made me want to grab my violin and start fiddling along with them, but since my skills have greatly diminished over the years, I would most likely stare at them in blank confusion - so that daydream ended pretty quickly.