A Boo-tiful day.

A relatively ho-hum day, aside from a few costumed nutjobs around the city.

got up, went to class and had lunch afterwards,

We had hockey again, but a lot of it was either skating or some ridiculous odd man rush (3-on-0) for the most part, so the goals to saves ratio is really low, and that gets quite frustrating.

Then we came back, had a little class talking about where we're going this weekend (Campbell river on Vacouver island) , where we'll help run hockey camps for 6-9 year olds a few times, and where we're going in Russia.
Here's in order where we're going:

1. Moscow, the tourist-y portion of our outreach (2 days)
2. Zakamsk (7-9 days)
3. Nizhni Tagil (12-14 days)
4. We might take a few days off at the YWAM base in Perm.
5. Solikamsk*
6. Chernushka*
7. Kungur*
8. Perm *


*: If I heard right, we';; be in these places for a combined 2 weeks, not too sure where we'll be when.

We've also decided on black track suits, in case anybody cares about that.

I also went downtown for a stint, which was fun, Satan himself having a slice of pizza, hoards of random creatures of the night milling about, a herd of amusement park animals, and my personal favourite, a psychotic killer skulking about victimizing public commuters with the empty calories in a candy bar. I was thankfully not a victim of hid heinous actions, so I am still healthy.

Anyways, that's all tonight, don't get a tummy ache.

Arrivederci.

No love from Vancouver.

It was a fine day, just a few little peeves.
Slept in till 6:30 this morning for dryland... It was wet from all the dew, but it was alright.

We had a little prayer time which was walking around the block and praying while walking, it's good for praying and being able to do so with distraction. Then we came back, had some class, ate lunch...

...Then we went to Burnaby to do the nursery thing, there were 4 kids there today, so it was a lot more interesting than before, and one of the kids is a daughter of staff members at the YWAM base so we took her on the skytrain, which was fun.

Anyways, I decided to look for the CD and MP3 player parts this evening, with absolutely NO success. There are I think 2 of those docks for my MP3 player in Vancouver, and 1 cheaper version of it.

The CD however, there is not a single copy in Vancouver, and probably BC. I called the HMV to see, and the girl was really crabby and got mad at me when I asked. So whatever made her irritable, she took out on me. So that was a random part of the day. So instead of wasting my time trying to look around for it, I stayed in and checked out Ben Balisteri's blog (a concept artist for my favourite show, the link's on the side of my blog).

So that was my day,

Arrivederci.

A bit put off, part II

Ugh, today sucked with a resounding grandeur.

Woke up, went to the base, had class, had lunch,

then hockey was a lot more skating than usual, so did that, to make me sore.

Came back ate, and I realized that I forgot the dock and cable of my MP3 player in the Okanagen so I went out to buy what I needed, only to find out that the $60 dollar charger doesn't work without a $30 dollar dock, so all my money is gone in one foul swoop... Again. That also means that I can't get the relient K CD that comes out tomorrow, nor can I get tickets to the soccer game I've wanted to go to for a month now.

Grr.
Arrivederci.

Another ho-hum hymntastic sabbath.

say THAT five times fast...

Anyways, not too much today either, went to church, did some laundry, and did some school work. Other than that, the Boston Red Sox won the world series... Way to go, boys.
Arrivederci.

Blub sayeth the fish.

A day of rest essentially.


The only thing done today was we cleaned our apartment. Some went out to a halloween festival with costumes, creepy folks and fireworks. It has most of commercial drive closed and flooded with people. Not my cup of tea, so I rested more.

That's about it.

Arrivederci.

Come and Go.

As you may have already discovered, I couldn't get onto the net at the camp in the Okanagen. So I'll just go through it really quickly.

The drive wasn't too bad, although we did stop in the quintessential hick town, Merritt British Columbia. There was literally a tumbleweed rolling across the parking lot of the Subway. It was the size of a car tire or something, quite ridiculous.

When we got there, we played some frisbee/football/soccer for a few hours, ate supper and had a lesson/lecture. We met up with two other DTS groups, one from the Okanagen base we were staying at, and another from Medicine Hat. So the first night was relatively mundane, since most people were too tired to be social.

So the next day, we met everyone while they were awake enough. A vast majority of them are from Korea (the South, not communist side), with a few other people scattered about the earth (Samoa, Germans, Alaskan, etc.).

So every day we have a talk in the morning, they were all done by a guy named Ruland, the leader of all of YWAM Indonesia. It's quite neat, because he never took any English lessons in his life, he just learned from hearing it being used. Oh yeah, since about half the people were in the middle of an ESL (English as a Second Language) course, they had a translator the whole week. Anyways, the talks were always based on missions, being a conference about missions and all.

Then in the afternoon, there were workshops on various themes, from fundraising for missions (which I ironically didn't go to) to creative methods of outreach to unreached people (which I did). The other one I went to was all about the crazy happenings in Burma. Essentially it's run by one people group and they want to keep the whole country by themselves. To their dismay, there's quite a few other people groups sharing the country. So the Burmese people send out their army to drive everyone else out of the country, so anyone who isn't Burmese is always on the run.

The creative method of outreach was all about creative ministries, a division of YWAM that takes arts ranging from traditional work from wherever they are (Tibetan art, Chinese art, etc.) to making outreach movies in languages of unreached groups, using actors from the area. It was pretty interesting.

We also played a klot of ping pong. The problem is that pretty much everyone playing was South Korean, which in sequence means that they are amazing. So I did manage to keep up anyways, so that was cool.

There were also a few intercession times in the week, which involved some original form of showing it (a balloon mural, post-it notes all over the walls), which we had every day. We also had one ice time this week, which was fun, but ended on a sour note. I played fine, but right at the end, a stray stick met the face of my roommate, which ended with one less half-tooth. So at the end of the week, pretty much everyone bought a mouth guard.

It was also quite scenic, very much like my house, just more mountainous. Anyways, at the end of the week we had kind of a big send-off, where everyone went on the docks, read scripture over the waters and prayed and such. We then had lunch and left, even though the muffler fell off of out van on the way home for reasons unknown.

Anyway, I hope to buy tickets to the soccer game here, but we might have class that night, which would suck grandly.

That was my week, essentially.
Arrivederci.

Butter on toast, baby.

A busy Sunday, to say the least.

It started at 11 going to church, where the message was on the "honor your father and mother" commandment.

After church, I took a few buses down to the airport to meet my uncle Peter and our family friend Andy, they were bringing me a hockey stick and bag. So after walking around the airport, our paths collided in the bus stop outside the airport, so that was actually quite a miracle. So we all went in search of music stores, and after a few failures, went to eat lunch (or dinner, Atlantic time). Then we went back to the airport to pick up cousins of mine, and to pick up the stuff (which was left there for the afternoon). So then I got picked up by a friend, brought back to the apartment, to bask in the aura of nostalgic bliss thrust upon me by my stick from Nova Scotia and also with the new hockey bag smell that makes my heart soar.

That was my day, I'm off to Kelowna tomorrow, unsure if there's internet there or not, so if I don't talk for a week, it's that I have no internet, not the much more grave alternative.

Strapped at the 20.

WOO, ain't it great to be broke?

I basically went all out spending the last few bucks I have of my own today.

So first off, I woke up late, and went to a gym with the hockey guys to do a workout, for the whole conditioning and staying in shape thing. Ten afterwards me and Andy from Switzerland decided to go downtown where I got the scarf I wanted from Munich, since on a layover on our flight to/from Russia, I will technically be able to say I have been there. I got a book of skytrain tickets too, those were a good investment, I won't have to worry about getting tickets probably for the rest of my time here. I also got a ticket to the BC Lions game tonight (their CFL team) so that just about eliminated any money I had. I think I have $5 in my account or something (my personal account, not the fundraising one!)

Anyways, I have to get to the airport to get some stuff tomorrow from the airport, should be a riot.

Arrivederci.

A nice, healthy jolt of adrenaline.

Yeah, a mostly ho-hum day.

Woke up late, did some prayer this morning, I had an oral presentation to do today, that was really the only thing too out of the ordinary this morning. That's adrenaline jolt number one.

This afternoon had hockey, where I got a shot in the upper ribs relatively close to a lung, which put my breathing off for the afternoon, so that sucked a fair but, but I did play pretty good even while hacking and wheezing.

Got back, ate dinner, cleaned, walked home. It was sopping wet... Just the way I like it, so I walked a little slower, to be more fully saturated by the night.

So I get home, dry off, plop down and start up on the lappy, and lightning strikes in the alley behind our building. There was no thunder before it to give warning it was coming, so it was quite abrupt. There's a nice jolt of adrenaline right there, too.

Might do something tonight.

And by might do something, I meant will do something.

You see, there's a bowling alley on our street so we bowled, but it was interesting, because it was five pin, something I'm not accustomed to. And it also included (not by me) a strike from a gutterball. Anyways, I got 103 and 142 or something around there. Then I went with the hockey guys went out for pizza, and I came home.
Arrivederci.

So Long John.

Yup, our speaker had to leave today, but not before having one more lesson. We learned about what we can bring to the table in terms of YWAM. Things like different experiences, cultures, and the like are things we can all share to add to our DTS experience.

Then we skipped lunch (Thursday is fast day) so we did intercession instead, I was in a group with Greg the Australian and a girl from Korea. It was a pretty awesome time, because once in a while Jeyoung would pray in Korean, so that was pretty cool. We essentially prayed against sickness, stress of money and work and such and, since all three of us are going to different outreach locations (Russia, Malaysia and Indonesia) we each prayed individually for our own outreach place.

The afternoon was pretty slow, I read a book for most of it, then we had dinner, cleaned a heck of a lot, and walked home.

That's all for today,
Arrovederci.

There should be a title with something to do with today here...

...But there isn't. Sorry.


Anyways, today was a pretty full and intense day. We always start with quiet time or bible reading and the like. Then we had an hour to converse about last week and the week thus far, so they were relaxing times.

Then we had our teaching on servanthood, which has been fun. We started today talking about the characteristics of a good servant, and took examples from David, since he showed each trait at least once in his lifetime.

Then we went to hockey today. A bit of a slow day for me in the net, it was mostly about angling and hitting and in general things that I don't get to do, but I eventually did get some shots and for a few minutes, felt in form. But to get there full-time might take a little longer.

Anyways, came back and had the rest of our class, which was more on servanthood, and there was a section on getting the most out of outreach. This part was packed with amazing stories from previous missions trips and the trips that friends took... I mean, stories of healing, exorcisms, even a resurrection. So anyway, that prompted a time to pray for healing of one of the leaders (MacKenzie is his name) , who has hearing issues. So we prayed for him and had some time in the Presence. No presents like the Presence.

So after a few hours there, we walked back to the apartments, but not before I got to be generous. One of the guys walking with me has a cough and was gonna get some orange juice, but had no cash. So we went into a corner store where I bought him an O.J. and he didn't believe that I gave it to him, but after asking me how much he owed me (the answer is zero) he got it. So that felt pretty good.

Anyways, it's a late night, I'm a tired boy.
Buonna Notte.
Arrivederci.

Wet, and with caffeine on me.

Wahoo, today was fun.

We started off with dryland at seven in the morning. I came to realize that working out sucks without the Sun. At least, I think it does.

Then, we went with class which was all about reading... It was really odd, since the theme of the week is 'servanthood'. So that was a new perspective on that whole thing. It was about how we should read to be informed and so we can relate to a lot more people or something like that, very interesting.

Unfortunately, a shirt that I bought out here (which I like a lot) got some coffee spilled on it, so I was a little bummed there. But, keep remembering the shirt, it comes back up later in the day.

Then we had lunch, which featured an excess of ham sandwiches, which will be important later in the day.

Now later in the day, I discover that instead of doing my usual outreach at the preschool/nursery, I will be going out to Commercial drive and praying for people who want/need it. Certainly not within my ideal comfort zone. So this is where the sandwiches come in. The leaders decided that it would be cool to take them and give them to people on the street, so me and a guy named Simon (from Belfast, Northern Ireland) went up commercial drive to feed homeless people. The first while yielded little, because it was raining so not a whole lot of people were on corners and such. But once we got just past the Skytrain station at Broadway, there was a group of guys in front of a MacDonalds that took a few, and informed us of a group of people who live behind the Micky Ds. So we went there with a garbage bag full of individually wrapped sandwiches, and gave them all away but one, and the garbage bag that was holding them. We also got a prayer request from a man names Alfred to pray for a home for him, so keep that group on your mind, since behind the MacDonalds is actually their home. Another guy there named Wesley wasn't interested in prayer (though I will still pray for him), but was more interested in clothes, specifically socks. So hopefully I'll get some for him at some point in the future.

Anyways, since we only had 1 sandwich left, we went back to the base, but not before giving that sandwich to a man by the name of Brian. He was a really interesting fellow. He said he believed in God and everything, but he's had it rough for a while. He's been without a job for a few months and is also addicted to crack cocaine. So we prayed with him, and I think he really appreciated it.

So in case I forgot to mention, all this time we're giving sandwiches it is pouring wet. So anyways, remember the shirt? Well, I'm pretty sure that the rain got rid of the stain on the shirt, because it wasn't there when we finished giving out sandwiches, so it has been revived, in a sense.

So then we went back to the base, had some leftovers from the week, I did dishes, and scurried on home. I'm gonna do some work tonight too, so wahoo.


Arrivederci.

Boooowip, hear the angel of the six-string bass.

Not too much...


We were introduced to our new speaker today, he's a pretty neat guy, so we pretty much got to know him today.

Then we played hockey today, I didn't do well, probably because I was stiff and sore from yesterday.

Then we had dinner and went to the Davenports and watched the Princess Bride, with a few interactive moments here and there, it was pretty fun.

That's all. Arrivederci.

Pile of ouch.

Woo hoo, it's Sunday.

So I went to church again today, still doing sermons on the 10 commandments, so that was fun...

Then I got to play frisbee for the first time here. So a few YWAM guys went to some park and played for a few hours. Only one guy there ever played in a league, so they kind of had a bit of an edge. However the first game the team I was on won and the other team won the second game. Both the times we played the teams were essentially the same, but with 1 or two guys switched.

Anyways, I'm really sore now after a few midair collisions with people bigger than me, a few dives, stuff like that, and I ruined a shirt too.

That's all.
Arrivederci.

Things are comin' up Matt

Oh yeah, weekends make me smile.

I woke up late, had brunch, and then decided to go over to the other
guys apartment to finally make a phone call. So it actually worked for a change, and I talked to my mom for a while, so she liked that a lot, and I did too.

Then me and Dare finally decided it was time to do a giant load of laundry, and a giant load of laundry we did. So now, I've got clean clothes to look forward too, oh yeah.

Then I had to go on a long and somewhat laborious journey in search of a right-handed goalie stick (lefties use a righty stick in the nets, for the record). In my first few futile attempts at
finding one, I have concluded that aside from Roberto Luongo, Vancouver hates goalies. Period. Plain and simple. This city is essentially a wasteland in goaltender's merchandise. So with that in mind, I went all the way to the end of Broadway (kind of like Spring Garden Road) to look for a certain sports store which looked promising. I got there and much like every other store around, was a wasteland void of anything goaltender related. So I then decided to trek back towards the apartment when I stumbled upon "sports junkies" a used sports equipment store. That's where the miracle child resides. It was simply stunning. Not one, not two, but A WHOLE RACK OF RIGHT HANDED GOALIE STICKS. After ensuring this was not some kind of cruel and optimistic figment of my imagination, I picked up the stick in the flesh, and purchased it. I also got a pair of cleats for next summer, since they were pretty cheap. So now I'm halfway through my little equipment excursion, I just need a goalie sized hockey bag now.

So then I returned to the apartment, talked to my dad and sister on the phone, ate some dinner, and reveled in the aura protruding from that blissful behemoth of a stick. I am still in that state. It is good. Arrivederci.

P.S. This is what the cleats look like:

A bit put off.

well, today was alright.

Woke up late, heard some oral presentations, the usual in the morning.

Then we had hockey which was fun... Then on he way out I was offered $30 to play with a beer league for an hour. If you know me, I would gear up in a second, money or not. But I had to go with everyone back to the base to sit and do nothing for an hour. So I was put off for the rest of the day because of it.

I did get to chat with a few people tonight though, that was fun.

Arrivederci.

Buh bye Cantona

This was the farewell day for our speaker Rob... Who has quite a resemblance to Eric Cantona (most of you probably don't know who he is). Anyways, today was kind of a concluding day to the whole lesson... After hearing about forgiveness and stuff, it was about time to do just that; forgive and let go on grudges. The group I was in never really had to face too many of these dark and dreary things, so it kind of turned into an intercession thing for us (we fasted lunch again too). Rob really encouraged us sheltered folk by saying something along the lines of "your hearts are already in the right place to do ministry" so, that was pretty cool.

I also had a lot of free time today because it was 'work duty day'. Everyone is assigned chores, and mine is to set up and take down chairs and tables for meals and class. Since that goes on all week, the time set aside for everyone else to do stuff, we have off. So I worked on journals and bok reports, and got a lot done, so that was great.

Then we had supper, and I ended up doing a heck of a lot of work after... Both taking down all the tables and chairs (with a group) and drying most of the dishes from supper as well, so I'm kinda tired at the moment.

So that was my day.
Arrivederci.

boop boop badoop.

I'm lazy tonight, here's the E-mail copied and pasted over here.

Hello moto,

it was a pretty nice day today, not too stressful or anything like that.

We started off at 8, did our quiet time and had sometime with a small group, discussing last week's lectures. I think we ended up in a light debate over the whole question of free will.

Then we had our class, which is still themed 'knowing the Father's Heart' (ironically, the same week my dad's heart is being fixed). We just went through the story of the prodigal son, and analyzed it A LOT.

We also had hockey today, it wasn't the most exciting practice, it features mostly skating. Then we came back had dinner and we didn't have night classes, so I went to the mall to look for a hockey stick and bag, with no luck. I will have to take an entire day, because Vancouver seems to hate the left-handed goaltender. Oh well.

That was my day, basically.

Arrivederci.

A late fathers day?

... Today seemed to be themed 'fathers'...

First I had dryland training (ugh) at 7 in the morning... Not the most fun ever, bit it should be done.

Then we had our classes... this week's theme is 'knowing the Father's Heart'.. So today we had why people have a distorted and warped idea of who God is, because of their fathers. Because for some reason people tend to relate the Heavenly father with the only father they know; their earthly father. For some, this father is abusive, negligent, too preoccupied, etc. So that gets them off the wrong foot. Thankfully my father is none of those.

So then, I went to my weekly outreach which is at a nursery in Burnaby (home of Joe Sakic for hockey fans out there). That was more cleaning, because the only child there left early. So I bleached some toys, moved some stuff, and sorted out toys...

Then I came back to the base, ate some, and took a bus back to the apartment.

Twas my day.
Arrivederci.

"Thanks" for "Giving" us something to do today!

...oh yeah, like a fox I am.

So today was pretty solid. We had our new speaker come in today, his name is Rob MacAlpine (or something along those lines). He's a big music music junkie, married to a photographer, and has three kids: a dancer, a guitarist and a gymnast. Yeah, they're pretty artsy.

So today was basically meeting and getting to know each other. We also had a 40-minute run today, because we had no ice since it's thanksgiving.

But the highlight of the day was certainly the thanksgiving meal. It was everything a thanksgiving meal should be.. just that it was made for fifty people or so. So cheers to our cooks, it was a blast and a bit.

I also went up to the roof of the building which gives a sensational view of Vancouver, so I took a few pictures...

So the levels on it are poor, but maybe I'll toy around with them and see if they can look less blue.

Anyways, that was my day.
Arrivederci.

when I say 'week', say 'end!'... "Week!" "End!" Week!" "End!"

oh yeah. Went to the same church again today, it was quite similar to the last time, so it was good.

hung out with some of the guys pretty much the whole day, our big thanksgiving dinner is tomorrow, so there wasn't too much going on today, just a bunch of work.

Arrivederci.

And now the frivolous portion of our week...

...yeah, that frivolous portion is Saturday, ooh yeah.


Didn't do anything all morning, then me and Dare went off to downtown for a while. We went into the massive 3-floor HMV store on Robson street, then we went to a few more stores on Robson.

When we got back to the apartment we had some pizza, and went to a Junior A hockey game, which was the Burnaby Express versus the Surrey Eagles. The home team lost again, (6-3 Surrey) so the 'fans' if you can call them that weren't happy. I personally think the fans are actually abusive hockey parents taking out their penned up rage on kids they don't know, because they all yell instructions at them, which makes the game hilarious.

So yeah, that's about it.
Arrivederci.

Let the weekend begin

Oh yeah, weekends rock, but today rocked too.

We started REALLY LATE, 10:20 in the morning, (it was sunny too, that's a change) and we had a little bit of time to worship and intercede for the building in Vancouver. In case you didn't know, they need to raise $2.2 million in 55 days, and they only have $25000 towards it. So if you feel led to give away that 2.2 mil lying around, DO IT!

So we had hockey again today, I played decent, but not that good.

Then we got to watch the Vancouver Giants of the WHL (Western Hockey League) which is the west coast's equivalent to our QMJHL. Oh yeah, Vancouver won the Memorial cup, which is the trophy given out to the best major junior team in Canada (basically, one trophy short of the Stanley Cup). So we had a good time watching hockey even though they list 5-4 in overtime.

So that's what happened today.
Arrivederci.

Short but sweet.

Bon Giorno, today was a bit dull at the beginning and end, but certainly a riot in the middle.

We started off finishing off our time with Marty, because he had to go back to his family in Idaho. That was the only noteworthy thing this morning.

This afternoon however was quite a bit more active. We had a mini fast or skipping lunch, so during lunch time we prayed in groups, actually, intercede is a better word. So anyways out group was quite active. Most of the group received some kind of word about the rain, either about the gloom it seems to bring or about how beneficial it is.

Two girls in our group shared a vision of a little girl in an alley, alone. Whether this was an actual girl or not, we don't know. However, God told me it was a symbolism of the city of Vancouver: lost and looking for direction. Then, one of the girls saw a demon coming out of the girl, so we're pretty sure that she's a symbolism of the city.

Also the whole thing about the rain, God gave me the word that the rain is being used to prepare and cultivate the land for the seeds that churches and Christians have planted there, and that they will grow and bloom (possibly for the 2010 games). So that was really exciting.

That was also the only really interesting thing today. I got home early, that was cool too.

Anyways, that's it.
Arrivederci.

Lookin' up...

HO HO, what a rush. I walked into the bank, took out $20 and had more money than before. If only that happened after every transaction.

So the classes were pretty sweet as usual, but the really noteworthy event of the day was the ice time. We had two guests out doing the practice, a goalie coach named Jack (his last name escapes me) and Darcy Rota, a former NHL all-star whose played for the Blackhawks, Flames (Atlanta, the straight-up vintage flames) and the Canucks.

So the goalie coach was phenomenal, he said he'd hook me up with a tom of resources and stuff before I go, let me use a pair of custom made 34+1 pads for a bit, and maybe have a lesson from him with 1 or 2 other guys. So that was pretty sweet.

Then we had late classes tonight and then I took one of the other YWAMers out for coffee, though no coffee was to be had (he had tea, I had a damn good hot chocolate).

That's it.
Arrivederci.

I've got a real bad case of I'm moving again.

woo, today was a garden variety of moods and emotions, so here goes.

The party started sat 6 AM this morning, getting ready for dryland training a few blocks away from our apartment. so we ran for a while, did push-ups/sit-ups, lil' bundles of joy like that. That went for about 45 minutes to an hour, then we went back to the apartment to shower and stuff and go to the base for the beginning of class.

When we got there, we started listening to our guest speaker for the week (Marty Meyer is his name) and so he led everyone in a few "Prayer exercises" I guess you'd call them, so that was cool.

Also, every Tuesday, everyone goes on an outreach in some way, shape, or form. Mine is working at a little nursery in Burnaby with one other YWAMer and the woman who runs the daycare. It's a humble little facility, in the basement of a really nice house. There's four kids who go there regularly, but today there was only one. So me and Greg (the other YWAMer) pretty much cleaned up the nursery and went out and played with the lil' bundle o' joy (17 months of pure unleaded cute).

We then came back to the base, and everyone else already ate and left because their outreaches were either later on or already done. So me and Greg got to eat pretty much alone (a rarity) and I had to help take down the tables for the night (it's my work for the week) and took a bus to the apartment...

...Where we had to move again. We finally got our new apartment after a few days of delays and speculation, so now we're here setting up all the furniture, should be a fun little abode for a few months.

Anyways, I have to put together some bunk beds.

Until next time,
Arrivederci.

Moving Day

Gah, another really busy day.

We started a week-long message thingy which wasn't too bad, just sitting and listening.

Then in the afternoon we had hockey again but to my chagrin, it was a predominantly skating practice. But there were a few shots, unfortunately, one of them went off the side of my elbow sans padding. Ouch.

Then there was the move. All of the furnishings for 3 apartments and the stuff for them all in an evening, which was quite insane. But it's not over yet, because the apartment I'm in isn't ready till tomorrow so all of the furniture is in here with 12 other guys for the night. Woo hoo?

So that's it. Until next time,
Arrivederci.