Disoriented

Ok, so, if I sound a bit incoherent at the moment, it would probably be because I am. It is 11:42am Saturday morning (Kiev time--i think 4:42am Tally time) and the last I slept was from 1:30-4:30am Thursday night before going to the airport. For some reason I usually can't sleep on planes. Nonetheless, all my flights went well...aside from some CRAZINESS in Memphis. (Daniel, if you are reading this I am SO sorry and I will call you at some point this week and tell you of my 'adventures in Memphis') I have no idea what all I will be doing this week--i'm kinda leaving my itinerary up to my mom and Calyn for now. Which so far consists of helping with some sort of breakfast that Four Oaks (Calyn's new church) is doing in about an hour and going to hear a guy representing Voice of the Martyrs speak at Northwoods tonight and somewhere in between trying to get my visa stuff sent off. Beyond that...I haven't really thought much...I will need to finish some stuff for work and see my uncle who drove over from Jacksonville to see me (which pretty much floored me when I head that he came mostly because he wanted to see me)...all that to say...anyone in Tally who has something exciting planned (and trust me...exciting to me doesn't usually involve too much), call m.y mom or Calyn and they will be with me or know how to reach me (they're good like that) Ok, I guess I should get ready and head to the Reber's...I will (quietly) bust in the kitchen door. (I love you Mrs. Debbie)

Peace out.