I stayed up late last night to finish reading Fight Club. This was after staying at the Peace Corps office until 1:23 AM to work on my blog, a never ending work in progress. I was really hoping to sleep in, but I didn't even get my normal sporadic hours.

Around 5 in the morning, I'm woken by a huge crashing sound in the kitchen. I get up and find that the top of the pot on the floor and cats looking at me with guilty expressions. I'm pissed to be up so fucking early, but happy that the glass top didn't shatter.

I try to get back to sleep, but I can't. Light is starting to leak in from behind the curtains and the cats are trying to get on top of the bookcase, which is always dangerous, both for them and for everything below. I grab the cats and put them outside.

I try to get back to sleep, but I only toss and turn, thinking about stories I want to write and entries for the blog. It's driving me nuts, so I get up and write.

On the radio, Nina Netzler is being interviewed about bodybuilding and fitness for women. This is great for Samoa. The women of this country need a positive, healthy role model and Nina fits the bill.

She runs a supplement shop behind her mother's grocery store in Moto'otua. I haven't bought anything from her yet, but I usually stop by because it's air-conditioned and I want to see if she was able to stock Promax bars.

Next on the radio I hear the "Matrix Reloaded" is out in theaters here. Now I have a reason to leave the house and go into town.