It would appear that everything is up in the air. I've known this but, I feel as thougg I like to tack down the things in my life like stakes on a tent only to watch it get carried away by the wind. [At this point, Heisenberg says "I told ya so!"]. I thought tomorrow was gonna be the last day of apples but for some unknown reason it seems like its gonna justtt.... draggg onnnn.( sounds eeriely familiar) till most of this week. ugh. I know there can only be so many apples in an orchard but I'm ready for a day when the only thing I pick is my nose. I've had a great time here and will prolly do it next year but right now I just wanna vamanos!
 I'm excited and stoked about my victorious return to R & D town(s) respectivly. plans within plans. There is so much for me to, so many people to kick it with, so many tattoos to get.. I kinda feel like I'm at the starting line of a race and the dude forgot to load his fake pistol thingy... hokey religions and ancient race starter guns are no match for a good blaster by your side.

P.S. - I just got off the phone with Mary Batchelor. the Peace Corps program in Gueaea has been suspended indefinatly due to politcal unrest, she now has to decided to jump into an already going program to finish her 18 months or start a fresh program and do another 2 years. please send her some emails and send her some positive energy! (her email is maryelor@hotmail.com)