Can you tell I'm missing music? Good ol music like all of my favorite CD's that I LEFT IN MY CAR! Bagh! (On a side note, if anyone minus my ladyfriend, can name that song, I will totally bring you something special from Russia. I don't think even Trac has this one.)
Interesting things occuring. Head pounding still. Missing Claritain still. Missing LaRae still.
It's weird, she's at home in Tulsa now and it's changed my trip somehow. I can't put my finger on it, but it has. It's like the trip started over, but it's only a 2 week vacation instead of a 3 month stay. That carries with it some good, and some bad. It makes me want to talk more, and makes me ready to just pack up and go home.
I think Moscow this weekend will be good for me (so don't expect updates Sat, Sun, Mon.) I'll come back and have less than a week until I'm home, eating Fazoli's on I-635 and then crashing after 35 consecutive hours of travel.
Tomorrow is Turkey day, as you all know. And I'm avoiding the holiday. I'm doing pretty well with it. A few students and myself are going to see Swan Lake. It'll be really good I'm sure. I've had 19 years with Thanksgivings, one less won't hurt me a bit. I can be Thankful for the slaughter of indigenous persons from here!
Anyway, goodnight (morning) America. Until tomorrow.
~J
And I want my father to be proud of me. I hope my momma can't feel me cry. I want my friends to think I'm a hero. And I want God to make sure that I don't die.