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So I was surfing the web this afternoon. I went to check my 3 emails, myspace, facebook, and then the news. My digital life often overwhelms me. So many different sites, so many different emails and messages. A love/hate relationship has developed between me and the internet that is strained and yet so refreshing all at the same time. Anyway, I still love my BBC worldservice. It's awesome. You need to read this news if you live in the U.S. It will help you to remember that we live on a globe.

So anyway, today I was looking up some tennis scores online cause this cute (read: tall) girl invited me to play tennis with her. I don't play tennis. She swears that I told her that I played tennis. Whatever, I don't care, it's a date with a tall girl. It might be a really crappy date, but it's a date all the same. I could use the distraction. Besides, they also have ping-pong and badminton at the tennis court place, so hopefully it'll denigrate into one of those...one can only hope.

Anyway, as I was looking up tennis scores from the US open so as to have something to talk about with the tall girl later in the week, I saw something about soccer (read:european football) and that reminded me about (real american) football.

I went to ESPN and started checkin' everything out. I needed to know. NFL, college football, even this spring's college basketball schedules. I was in the middle of wondering why the Panthers are 0-3 right now and then all of a sudden it hit me. I'm homesick. I wanna watch a football game. I wanna see Jack Delhomme air it out in the 4th when they are down by a TD. I wanna see if Wake Forest can capitalize on this 4-0 start to their season. I wanna watch SportsCenter and learn all sorts of useless facts about Nascar, golf, baseball, football, basketball, and probably even bowling and fishing...oh yeah and speadboat rankings. Dang! I'm freakin' wanna be in America right now! AAAAHHHHHHHH! I turn on the TV and hear nothing but a foreign tongues that are far from flaming, cloven tongues... alas, here I sit.

Then I went to wakeforestsports.com. I saw a pictures of our basketball collesium and our football stadium. I wanted so badly to be in that crowd, cheerin' our boys on to victory/defeat (I've learned that you never can tell with Wake Football). Then I went to the soccer page. We are No.6 in the nation this year. A step down from the rankings of year's past, but man it brought back memories of being there in the stadium watching near pro-level players leave all 110% out on the field of dreams.

welp, i'm in ukraine. ok. awesome. this is an adventure. on adventures you don't have all the comforts of home. I just didn't realize that the adventure wouldn't be all fun and that sometimes I would miss the little things.

All in all, I can't complain though. Ok, that's a lie, I could complain about a lot of things...It's just that I'm a missionary and I'm not supposed to...

I leave you with some pictures. My laptop is dead so these pics are from my roomate's computer. I love you.



Don't worry mom, I've gained weight since this picture...Although I still have the same pit stains. Awesome.

This is my roomate, Joel. He is from CA and he makes me laugh a lot. He can look really scary but he's got a heart of gold sewn into a little teddy bear that has been stuffed inside of his chest. I love that guy.

Le Cailloux