I can live a normal life again

I read The Pillars of the Earth this week... all week. It was all I did. Now if I weren´t in Guate and a frickin goon I could live a normal life. I´ll settle for whatever this is.

Best part of the week and maybe year was today before class. A girl, the most attractive girl in the class I might add (at 18), came up to me and asked me a question. ¨Que significa the palabra...¨ or what do the words mean (and with perfect pronunciation) ¨...do me.¨ Phil and I glanced at each other and I burst out laughing hysterically in front of the class. 5 min later when I regained a semblance of composure I explained that she meant dummy, not do me. I wrote do me on the board and the significance is the same in spanish. She shook her finger at me and said ¨Que malo¨ that´s bad. Class is fun. Only one week left.

I hate that I have the gene that allows me to smell the funny sent of urine after eating asparagus.

The basilica got some big award this week, so it became a bigger deal to go here now. It also won the nationwide contest, making it the number 1 marvel in Gautemala.

We started working on some bigger projects. Mostly the initial boring parts. I am looking for grants and am stoked that I might apply for the CAPTAIN PLANET grant. YES! Things I want to do- get books in the library, as well as solar panels and a computer. Also I want to get a water reservoir (basically swimming pool for drinking) built.

I got really into limericks after finding a book from 1961 in the library. They are dirtier than three whores in a chimney. I may or may not have stolen that from one of the limericks.

I found out that Fr. Don put my blog on the email that goes out to the all the alumni. He knows more people than a Wal-mart greeter. I can´t believe I write this crap- sorry mom.