Friiiiiday!

I am excited that it is friday! It is such a good job that it is Friday because I feel like I would like some time off! I know that I am not that great a worker at the moment but it is still stressful, in fact being less productive I would say is more stressful...

Today I am working on my chapter. I am not setting any goals, I just want to plug away at it.

This morning I have received an email from my vol. org in TN saying that we are based in the city to start with (yay) and they will provide a ref for our visas (yay); they acknowledge for the first time that DB can volunteer too (yayaya!) and said that we can stay in a guesthouse with other volunteers/interns while we are there so not to worry about accommodation (yayayayayayayayaaaaa! Although we will want space of our own but it's lovely to know it is there - and that there are other volunteers! A community and peeps who hopefully speak english/french/spanish (I will happily speak these langs in comparison with the tongue twisting frustration of the native lang!!) that we can chat with and make friends and who offer a break from each other! wooo!)

Ahhh. They are playing Reef 'place your hands' on the radio retrospective. This was my college song. I lived in Somerset/Devon and they came from up the road in Devon and I saw them live loads. I was a Big Fan. And I was bodyboarding at the time. And I had my first proper boyfriend who was a gorgeous, kind, blonde competitive windsurfer. And I had real friends, not rubbish school 'friends' who will stab you in the back as soon as look at you (not the happiest days of my life I have to say. I went to a scally-school where friendship and politeness was at the back of the list behind intimidation, drinking and under-age sexual liaisons. Great. You can imagine how I fitted into that. I didn't. Oh and I haven't been back to the school town I grew up in since I left for uni as my family moved to Devon while I was at College but have got in contact with a few old friends via facebook and it is scary how still like school they are. Like 'soz pls gt my clths bac hun.' And they use the same insults! Bizarre).

Anyway! out of reverie! Although I heard from the Vol. org, the response was from the email I sent last sat saying we wanted to go out in Oct still and they didn't say anything about our proposed change of dates. I wonder if they only have so long a week to trawl through emails... So I have decided to give them time to come to it before I rattle off another one about it. This does not sit well with the impatient side of me I have to say... I reck it will be ok though... (fingers crossed)

It is so weird how it is becoming real! I now know where we will be based and everyting!!

Jeremy the cat wanted a cuddle this morning. Bless. I hate saying hello then closing the patio door on his little keen face. DB is really allergic to cats so he doesn't see my blossoming friendship with Ginger Jez as anything other than a menace. Boooo.

I have my beady eyes on a take-away tonight. A New Indian has opened up the road and I really fancy just eating the night away in front of Dale's imminent eviction from Big Brother. How pleasing. I think DB wants to crack open the cider but I am not in the mood really. Too tired from all this darned running!

x J