Sometimes start grinning for no apparent reason. At least the reason isn't apparent to anyone else. I start grinning wildly when I think that in 18 days I will be across the atlantic ocean. I have been reading my "Let's Go Italia" book pretty seriously.. I've been reading about the acadamia in Firenze, the gelato in Sienna, and the Neopolitans maad pizzarias. It's somewhat amazing, and I feel like the luckiest person in the world. Not like this was handed to me necissarily, I had the worst job in the world last summer. But I still feel lucky, cause I am.