2 DAYS TIL LIFT OFF

I just checked off another thing off my list of must needs before Brazil. My yellow fever shot. I can't be giving these brazilian people my yellow FEVER!!!! I totally thought i already had that shot before since the Navy made me immune to everything, polio, anthrax, hot girls. but i checked my records and no go. i never really had problems with shots. i guess its part of the military training to deal with pain.

true story, when i joined, we had to walk down this gauntlet of med people with these futuristic guns filled with drugs. my closest comparison would be those guns from demolition man . seriously, i would take one step, get shot in both arms, take another step, shot again, and repeat. it was down to a science. like all of a sudden, we all became these badass killing mofo's, turning us into steroid using Ivan Drago from Rocky. but instead we just got treated like bitches for the next nine weeks getting spit on and yelled at when they were drunk or high.

but anyways, everyone's been asking me if i'm excited. and, of course, its the obvious question but i never really get excited to see a new place until i actually step foot. until i don't have to think about money, or clients, or watching the season premiere of Entourage (i better tivo that shit), then i get excited. stepping out of the airport in some strange but not strange world gets me pumped. new faces, new cities, new food, bring it on. my Survivor/Amazing Race show has now began.

so, am i excited? fuk yeah. its brazil... but mentally, i'm still stuck in america. in bush's regime. i may be going into the unknown but thats what i like. this is my school. i am excited, trust me. But you should be asking if brasil's excited to have me.