Word of the Day: handsel And a million and five light years later....Ashley has time to write an entry!!!!!!!!! I'm better. I'm going insane. I've actually started thinking about...dare I say it...packing for this blasted trip to Rome. Two weeks left. Two weeks to buy things, to pack, to call various and sundry large corporations to make sure things work in Europe, to re-pack, to buy another suitcase and pack again, to say goodbye to the people I love, to get my hair cut (!!!!!), to prepare my mind, to finish reading everything I wanted to, to learn Italian, to pack again, to sleep, to finish working, to get ready. Word. So I had the surprise of my life on Friday. I was working, of course, and all of a sudden I see these two guys leaning on the desk grinning at me. I thought to myself, 'Good God, I hate it when guys just do that stupid grin thing like that's going to make me lower their rate.' So I looked at the bigger one and then the smaller one, and then I realized the smaller one was Travis and the bigger one had to be Kirby. Kirby!!!!!!!!! I didn't recognize Travis because he was supposed to leave the day before to go back to Germany and I didn't recognize Kirby because I hadn't seen him in two years and he looked like the mountain man. It was so great, man, really. I couldn't stop smiling for about .75 of an hour. Man, I still can't stop smiling. See-- :D 15 days to Rome...not enough time. EeeeeKKK!!!