Australia

I'm back in the blogosphere! Steady (leeched) internet connection here I come!

What to say? To state the obvious, Canberra is not Paris. I was really miserable here at first. I had trouble finding a job. Our housemate is a chauvinist dud. My awkwardness was at high school proportions. It wasn't good.

Slowly, but surely, I've been making friends and finding a place for myself here. My job is temporary. It's a learning opportunity. For lack of a better phrase, it's a stepping stone. If I'm going to photocopy, I'm gonna be the BEST photocopier there EVER was!!!!

The kangaroos are cute and tasty. Canberra is just like small town Pennsylvania except with parrots. People get petrol at gas stations. Driving on the left isn't so bad. Health care is just as expensive as in the states and the service crappier. It's time for bed.