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The profound/dumb thought of the day -
If you were to go to a city named Love and fall down, You can say that you literally "fell in Love."

Updates -

# of loads of laundry done in past 2 days - 7

% of packing done - 75%

# of hours till I leave - 36

# of hours of sleep had in last 3 days - 15

# of nails I have bitten off - 7

Book I have picked for plane over - "The World is Flat." By Thomas Friedman

Internship status - KNOWN!

Host Family status - KNOWN!

Nervous level - 5.7

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Yes, it is true, I do know where I will be interning at. You ready for it. Oh I don't think you are but here it goes. I will be spending my summer slaving away for Maritz. They are not located in London, but just north of the city in a town called Marlow. I am not as excited as I thought I would be about finding out. It actually is more of a hassle. Now thoughts of, "what will they make me do?" and "am I even qualified for this?" are entering my head. Joy

I don't know the name of the Host family yet, but I do know that there are 2 of them that they are deciding between. That's pretty awesome. I hope they pick the good one.

Packing is still a pain in my ass. I really wish TLC had a show where they would come and properly pack people. That would be radical. I keep repacking things and taking items out, yet the suitcases don't get lighter. Maybe I am just getting weaker in my long haul to finish, but someone is adding bricks while I am not looking.

My bed is revolting against me. It knows that I am leaving and it is mad at me. I haven't had a good nights sleep in a really long time. Well, maybe two weeks. Last week I was so frustrated because I could not get comfy that I angrily turned over and smacked my head into the wall. This is what caused the large welt to appear on my forehead. I don't easily bruise, so the impact was fierce. I swore I was going to fall into a coma or something. The welt finally went away, so that is cool.

Speaking of cool things, I book my Rendezvous with Europe trip today. I spent the morning, not packing, but rather bugging Liz to let me go ahead and book. She agreed and now I have confirmation numbers. This makes me happy. The route looks something like this:
London to Prague via plane.
Prague to Budapest via train.
Budapest to Geneva via plane.
Geneva to location of Jean in Southern France via car.
Geneva to London via plane.

I am very happy with how it turned out. I got what I hope are good Hostels in Prague and Budapest. The other locations we are staying with people that we know. This saves lots of money. And since the likelihood of a massive economic boom is rare, anything that can soften the blow of $2 per 1 British Pound is greatly appreciated.

Bien.
Je suis fini. Je dois emballe maintenant.