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aight so it’s been a couple of weeks here in Ukraine and life is good. Ukraine is just like I remember except for the food. As a missionary we didn’t get to eat a lot of the food, and now I’m getting a full array of said food during my breakfast hour. It’s great, but sometimes you gotta give the body time to warm up first before it can handle pounds of gambled sausage. err that was a little dirtier sounding than intended, but still, it’s always a good time. Also, my ability to choose “in date” drinkable yogurt seems to have left me, as I’ve come away from the yogurt experience a few times with unexpected results. Essentially the 3×3 rooms that are home to the squatting areas we use for our fecal discharge are used to their fullest. ahhh yeah.
Our group here is kind of funny, we have a nice array of randomness. Our girls have all pansied out and refuse to experience our good country. It’s a common mistake made by pansies, and just makes me appreciate this place even more. But so far as anything real to say, I don’t have much, pretty much I won’t be regular till I get home, and half my group is unexpectedly gay. I heart teh Ukraine though, and I love everyone, especially Valerie Day, my favorite bitter chick, not to be confused with Ms. Featherbottoms, my favorite British chick.
Oh, and one other thing, I’ve found a new love, Arrested Development. It’s a comparable show to News Radio, and is great. Some funny funny stuff. Props to Geoff and Loren for taking me to such new heights. God bless.
Anyway, hopefully I can get a real post and pics soon.