Good morning to me?
Ugh. I don't want to go to work this morning. Nothing like waking up in the middle of the night to discover Auntie Flo came a-knockin'. Great stuff, I assure you.

This is the last week of training, thank God. I'm ready to just go out there and do my thing. I discovered my cube yesterday. It's a lot smaller than the cube I had at the Oregon site, but it'll do. I sit next to this girl named... Heh... Wow. Suddenly I can't remember. I know her kid's name is Annamaria. Oh! Marianna. That's her name. Marianna Coccuciolo or something to that effect. I love the last name. It's fun to say.

I've been insanely busy. Last weekend was offically "Home Improvement Weekend", and we hit my my most favourite store ever to kick things off. We ended up making a list of stuff we wanted, coming home, and tried figuring out how we're going to rearrange things. The apartment is odd. I'll snag a picture of it for you or something. It's more long than wide, so putting things elsewhere is going to be difficult. Ah, well. If Matt ends up keeping his current job or finds something before September if he gets laid off, we might move to a little quaint town about fifteen minutes from here, called Elgin. This place rules. Well. Some parts, anyway. Not set in stone, but that's where we found our new parish.

Yuck. Time to pay my debt to THE MAN.