
I'm still here! I know you might have thought that I got trapped under a box and have been wasting away for a week, but I didn't.
I have been working like a crazy woman! Gone from doing Research to Field Coordinating (I don't think there was a title change or raise involved, but I have a HELL of a lot more to do) and have been invited to do so for our upcoming trip to Argentina.
I'm super excited about this for a few reasons. First, of course, because it's where my dad is from. It will be good to see what he's so stuck up about :). Secondly, it's a great learning opportunity, and I'm really flattered that my team thinks I'm skilled enough to handle it. Third, I get to spend two weeks traveling all over an amazing country, and getting paid for it.
Of course, there are concerns. How on earth will a germophobe like me cope with being on the road and working all day--bathroom stops few and far between, without the much needed evening shower to wash the day away? I'm thinking lots of baby wipes and anti-bacterial lotion. And two weeks away from home is a long time. And these guys are totally insane! I'm going to be the only girl, and responsible for making sure no one gets arrested.
Feel like I just got done unpacking, and now I'm getting ready for the trip. I already got my vaccinations. The flu vaccine, guess what that did? It gave me the flu! Yes, I feel like a million bucks. It's awesome. This weekend I'm going to shop for clothes. What do I pack to go to a glacier, a jungle, a city, and the sea?
By the way, I'm totally listening to Jesus Jones, "Doubt" right now. "International Bright Young Thing," "Right Here, Right Now." Gotta love it.
More bloggy
About me? I'm one big, raw, exposed fucking nerve. What else is there to know?New Rule
Buzz
Why I Don't Answer Before 4pm
Well, well, well
Revenge of the Cyst
I Will Survive. Probably.
Thank You
Where the hell I've been
A foulmouthed tart
Archives
Catagorized:
bloggy
desires
dudes rule
dudes suck
entertainment
familia
five minute free write
Home
im convos
jewelry
l.a.
letters
love and relationships
mtv days
nostalgia
on the lot
phone calls
poetry
random
ranting
sex
storytelling
venice
why i need therapy