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Can’t sleep! for some reason I’ve been up since 4am, considering I didn’t go to sleep until around 1am, I say sleep is for the weak.

The sun started coming up around 5ish am here, it is bright out-in spite of the cloud coverage- it is only 5:50am.

I like having the sun come through the window every morning, I’ve never really had that anywhere else.  Not that this is a unique situation, I just never willingly set up the curtain/sheers to have the sun come through the window as it decides to grace us with its presence every day.  My host likes the way her sheers diffuse the sunlight as it comes through the window, I prefer the full blast of sunlight- we agreed to disagree in this particular instance.

I need a new set of wheels for my rollerblades.  If my rollerblades weren’t “dead” right now, I’d be outside running around like a complete moron.  I found out that biking doesn’t really bother me here-as far as altitude goes that is- but rollerblading does become a bit more laborious than what I am used to in VA.  It makes me laugh because in VA biking usually takes a bit more out of me than rollerblading, why would it be the complete opposite in a place that is much higher up with 10 to 20% less oxygen in the air?  It beats the sh-t out of me, in fact, it makes no sense at all.

I learned how to hand hold a gerbil yesterday.  I was expecting him to crap in my hand as I held it, alas it didn’t crap on my hand, cannot say that I am disappointed.  I also discovered that gerbil feces and urine does not smell as I expected it to smell.  I was expecting it to smell more like rat waste; however that was not the case.

I am still annoyed that somehow I managed to ruin a brand new, perfectly good set of wheels for my rollerblades.

I am still confused as to how people here have such a different notion of what “far” means, insofar time/distance traveling in a car goes.  I wonder, if I were to move here, Would my notion of “far” ever change? Would I be able to completely reprogram my brain to think alike the locals,  or would I just be glad that I can now take my bike out and go anywhere I need to go because it is only but a few miles down the road?  difficult to say, va savoir?.

We are supposed to have people over tonight for dinner.  Scott-nice Alabama “goober”- is coming over for dinner, he wants to try ceviche.  One of my friends originally volunteered me to prepare the ceviche, however his wife’s grandmother is visiting and it was decided that she was going to be one preparing it instead.  She is also going to be making arroz con leche (Peruvian style rice pudding), flan (I call it “Peruvian style creme brule) and something called “rico pastel” (I believe that is a Nicaraguan dessert, a good one i might add).  She is also making a couple other vegetarian dishes to feed my kind host, she does not partake in the meat-eating goodness.

As a side note I’d like to point out that a long time ago I figured out that although I could very well go vegetarian one day, I’d never be able to go vegan.  I am not a milk fan at all whatsoever, however milk byproducts are just such an integral part of my diet that I’d think I’d die if cannot have butter, cheese, sour cream, etc for more than a couple of days.  It is just not natural and, not surprisingly, incredibly difficult to sustain oneself on such diet, I don’t have the time to keep a rigorous regiment of food intake.

I was chastised yesterday for trading “empty calories” obtained by my beer consumption than “real calories” from food.  Some things, as it turns out, are easier explained and justified in my head than when I try to make others understand and/or even see my point of view.  Although I have a nagging feeling that the “empty calories” argument was not about the empty calories at all but something else completely different, va savoir?

I want to write more but I am not sure what to say/ahare here anymore.  I could bitch about how I am an idiot for forgetting a few essential things back in VA.  I could’ve used a camera, I don’t particularly like using someone else’s camera and they never understand why I take pictures of the things I take pictures of.  I read those lines and all I can see is I in “whinny bitch” mode, it makes me laugh because that is not the case, I am having fun regardless of what people might think.  I guess delivery does go a long way when you have something to say… I wonder if this applies to ASL? Can you “sound” rude in ASL, if you are only asking for facts and are very short/concise in your answer/questioning style?  Does anyone else think about this sort of thing or am I the only moron that contemplates this?

This is exactly why I just don’t want to keep writing-please see above- I tend to ramble and I might as well just not say anything, if i don’t have anything “important” to say.  Then again, what is “important”? who ultimately gets to judge the value of it?… I must urinate, peace out.

PS: I want to go to the wind tunnel in Denver, maybe I’ll rent a car and drive there. I wish i would’ve remember to borrow DizkoDan’s gps unit.