Peru is on and I am stoked. So stoked I just wrote stoked. I sort of feel that this trip couldn't come at a better or worse time. See, the boy and I are trying to figure out our next step in life (i.e moving to a new place, where we will work, etc.) and he has some stuff brewin' that could potentially come to fruition while I am out of the country. I am also aggressively job hunting and wouldn't it just be the rub if I got a job offer while I was being kidnapped by Peruvian gorillas? So in that regard, the timing is a bit terrible. But...I also am at a breaking point with my job so maybe some field work will do me some good. If it doesn't the gap management team is sounding real good (insert ironic tone here). You think I am kidding but I sure would like a 401K and some god damn dental!
I do get to go to Peru though and considering I have never been out of the country I am very excited.

Highlight: Peru is on or...after my dog poops she kicks grass or dirt up with her back feet and tears around at a million miles an hour. Well, this morning's must have been a good one because she dug up some grass in front of the hospital with her back feet and then dragged me half way down the street running, jumping up in the air, chomping on her leash, and flipping around like a lunatic.

Lowlight: I have returned to my administrative duties for the ivy leaguer today and have been thrust into the extremely prestigious position of booking his hotel reservations for his trip next week. He knows I have a brain, right?