home

is a fabulous thing.

except for my time spent in raleigh, i have never known homesickness like a felt in canada. working the fair circuit in canada was absolutely the hardest thing i've ever done. the first city i worked was in calgary. i ran a crazy bike which is a game where you have to ride a bike ten feet. the trick with the bike is that the steering is opposite, so you steer the handle bars to the right, the wheel's going to the left. most days there's a ten o'clock work call for eleven o'clock opening. work until midnight thirty or one o'clock, turn around and do it all again. until sunday when it's free pancake breakfast and you have eight o'clock call after closing seven hours earlier and the crowd is so massive that you're fighting them to get the joint open. i have literally worked my ass off; in the six weeks i was gone i've lost ten to twenty pounds. it's been great. not only for my figure but also for my self-esteem. i have had more guys flirt with me than i ever thought i would. oh, and south african men are absolutely gorgeous. NAME is the corporation that supplies all the rides on the midway and they get there help from south africa and oh my goddess bless. mmm mmm mmmmmmm. scrumptiousness everywhere you turn.

anyways, if i don't stop i'll start drooling on my new laptop. that's right, that's what i got out of the deal, a brand new laptop and an 80G ipod. not a bad six weeks worth of working. but i'm glad to be home. i'm exhausted. i hope the past six weeks has treated everyone else justly.