After pulling my hair out for the last six months dealing with the US government, I finally got some good news from the Peace Corps.
I’ve got an assignment. I’m leaving the second week of October and I’m going to Samoa. It’s a bit of shock after thinking I was headed for Africa all this time, but I’ll get over it. I’ll be on the front lines on the War on Mosquitoes.
Anyone wanting to visit is, of course, more than welcome (Michael – I don’t think there’s a Four Seasons in Apia, but there might be a Hilton).
I’m going to be down in LA this weekend to meet up my brother (he’s taking the bar this week in Pasadena) to celebrate our birthday. Hopefully we can hook up at some point. Too bad you’re so far away, Jeeves, but I’m going to try to make a trip out to NYC before I leave.
Well, well. Two years from now, I’ll probably have some good stories and a nice tan. Maybe I’ll even have figured out what to do with my life. I’m tempted to say, “god willing”, but that’s blasphemy for an atheist.