All is well. Things are good. Happy as clam (whatever that means).

My work schedule has changed a bit. Lanza's didn't have any work left for me to do, which means no more getting home at 2am. 1-2-3 Thai did have some work for me to do and called me a day before my last day at Lanza's. Working there is just great. Laid back and not too overwhelming. I will work tomorrow night, then all day Friday and Saturday. Cooking at the Bayview Restaurant is still a morning thing. 7am-2ish. I'll work tomorrow morning and again Monday and Tuesday.

I only have less than two weeks left. Wow. That went by quickly, in a slightly negative sense. I feel like I spent most of my time working or hanging out in the house. Sunday bowling dates and hot tub parties with Elye have been nice, but I besides those two things, I haven't really spent time with anyone outside of work. In the two months I've been home, I have eaten a meal with my mom only a couple times. Tonight my dear Aunt and Uncle John and Dar are coming from Iowa to stay a week. My cousin Josh, from Ohio, will be coming in too. Next Tuesday night I will drive into Seattle with Renee to pick up my Dad at the airport. Then it's only another 6 days before we all go our separate directions. Oh... my young uncle Aaron will be popping in for a visit as well next week. A busy end to a short summer.

I started writing this post this morning. Then I got distracted by something and forgot. I just returned a second ago to finish what I started. Tonight I raced (sailed) Vanguard 15's against some old friends. Rangy and I took out a boat together. Pretty fun stuff.

My computer came. Works great.

Happy Independence Day.

Having work off (at least my night job) really made my 4th of July this year. I enjoyed the fact that today was a public holiday and (some) businesses closed so that everyone could enjoy the day with their family and friends through barbeques, picinics, alcohol, fire, and arial explosive charges. After I finished work at 1pm I walked home, played on the computer for a bit, then slept until four.

Here's my cry for sympathy: Yesterday I woke up at 6am and was on my feet, working, until just before 2am last night. I walked home, showered, then slept, and woke up in another 4 hours to go back to work. Poor baby. Its hard to explain what 20 hour days do to me. Maybe I'm just weak, but sleeping so little and running around so long really makes me sick. Yesterday I noticed I was getting bloody noses and feeling faint. This morning I was getting stomache cramps and headaches. I've been getting enough water so I think it is either not enough sleep or some sort of cold.

Last Sunday was the highlight of my week I think. Elye and I went bowling in Silverdale with a friend of Elye's who lives near there. $8 bought us unlimited bowling until midnight. We decided this will be a weekly thing. In our last 4 weeks in PT we'll at least have to spend a couple Sundays practicing our left-handed bowling and nacho-eating techniques.

Checks come out tomorrow at Lanza's. I want to order a new computer so badly, but not a single credit card has arrived in the mail. Ironic, in fact, because as a college-aged student I normally recieve 3-4 cards in the mail a day from creditors begging me to owe them money. What happens when I take up one of them on the offer? No card show up for weeks. I'll be running home on my break between jobs to dig through the mail looking for that ticket to a replacement computer.

It's 11 o'clock now and I should really get some sleep before doing this all over again. Tomorrow is the last day of the week then I'll have Friday, Saturday, Sunday off.