ARG!
story time...
When I last wrote, everything had gone swimmingly at the consulate and I foresaw no problems as far as the pre-departure bureaucracy goes. I should have known better. They called my house a couple of days ago telling me that I was missing a few papers and that my fingerprints didn't come out. I HAD THE PAPERS WHEN I WAS THERE LAST TIME!!! I'd asked the man if he needed them and he'd told me no. And they should be able to see on their computer whether or not the finger prints worked. ahhhhhh.
They promised that I'd have it in 2 weeks, so I'm expecting it probably around the day before I leave. That is terrifying.
There are far too few days until I leave and that is depressing. 27 today.
Something else that is depressing; people's spelling on the internet. It really makes a little piece of me die inside.
Rachel and I don't do well with large flying bugs. Or large crawling bugs. Or bugs in general.
p.s. I'm working at Peet's in Millbrae, mostly on weekends. Visit me.
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