This is my first post. It really won't be a very long one, just enough to inaugurate this my second attempt of blogging. I am still uncertain about my my date of departure, seeing that my work visa has not been fully processed. But nonetheless, the date is definitely rapidly approuching and my preparation is almost nil except for suitcases laid out in my bedroom at my parents' house, filled with an ever increasing number of books that I know I simply can't bring. Decisions, decisions. Should I bring all of Calvin's Institutes or should I bring Luther, which of my numerous unread novels should I bring? These kinds of things torture me. Hopefully I can finish reading some books while I'm still stateside so I don't have to bring them. But, oh well.

Beside slowly preparing for my trip, I got a chance to visit with Glenn last night. After some excitement on I-93, Glenn and I enjoyed some bookstore browsing (notice a pattern in my life?) and an inexpensive mall food court dinner consisting of burritos and later, gelati. It is always good catching up with old friends who I don't generally get to see. Later that night, after I had gotten home, there was violent street fight outside my house involving some neighborhood punks that resulted in the breaking of my brother's car window. The police came, a report was made, but in the end my brother, an innocent victim of teenage idiocy, will be stuck with a broken window and a bodyshop bill.