Hi guys! What’s up? It’s been a while since I’ve written I realize, longer than usual. That’s for a couple of reasons. One, is that I haven’t been up to that much interesting stuff lately. The other is that I live on an island and don’t have very easy access to the internet, so even when I do feel like writing an email, most of the time I can’t. But anyway, here I am now. We are now officially into mid-summer. The island has been very busy lately with a lot of full boats and a lot of salmon to be cut. Everybody has basically settled into their groove, including myself. The people who were really bugging me have mellowed out a bit. That, and I’ve gotten used to them. Christina, the born-againer, is easier to talk to. Mel and I have been teaching her the “dude there’s your boyfriend” game, I’ve gotten her to like Tori Amos. In general she’s loosening up. Brad, the cock-sucker of a chef, is still a cock-sucker, but I have learned to tolerate him. We have come to a certain degree of…understanding. And the Mormons are the Mormons.My job itself is pretty easy. I do basically the same thing every day. After work I have only a finite number of options of things to do, one of which is knitting, which I have been doing a lot of. On my time off, I hang out in Seward mostly. It’s actually a pretty nice town, surprisingly enough. There are only about 3,000 year round residents. Working for Kenai Fjords Tours means that I automatically know about half of them, many of whom are cool. Many of whom are a lot cooler than the people I live with on the island, but such is my fate. I’m thinking about next year, and I think I might like to be a deck hand on one of the tour boats. It seems like it would be kinda fun. I like to go on the tours when I’m in town, go out and see the whales, the orcas, humpbacks, pacific whitesided dolphins, dall porpoises, sea otters, etc. It’s very relaxing on the boats.Things are alright. I’ve been feeling kind of lonely lately. Everybody being all married and paired off is kinda weird. Most of the time I don’t really care, or try not to care, about the fact that I’m alone, but when everybody around you is all kissy face and smoochy smoochy and soooo in loooove it can get to you. Mel is of course my best friend out here. Now she has kind of hooked up with a guy who lives in town, which is cool for her, but it means she’s interested in spending less time with me it seems. I hate to be jealous. I think of all human emotions, jealousy is one of the most ugly. But I think I have to admit that I am, just a wee bit. Okay, a lot. And the other thing is, that she didn’t tell me about this. I figured it out on my own. So how good of friends can we be if she doesn’t tell me stuff like that? I talked to her about it afterwards, but still. I still feel a little weird. I don’t know if she feels weird at all though. It’s really my problem anyway, not hers.Anyway. I’ve decided for sure that I’m going back to Spain though. I bought my ticket already for September. I’m coming back in December though for Christmas and stuff, and depending on how well things are going over there, I may or may not go back. I mean, I will PROBABLY go back, but you know, I’m keeping my options open. And I’ve decided I’m definitely for sure applying to graduate school next year, most likely in California. I need to get my ass back to school.Anyway, this email probably isn’t as interesting as some of mine have been in the past, but I’m kind of in a weird mood I suppose.