And life plods on... No further messages from Robbie, I hope he gets a phone soon, I'm all ready for him, found a good deal on international phone cards (Portugal, as it turns out, isn't too terribly expensive to call). Work is about the same, not fantastic and exciting, but not deathly dull or in any way horrible. I dread getting up so early in the morning, but not really going to work, which is a good thing. I do hate however how it seems like I have so little time left between working and sleeping. It doesn't seem so bad when you're thinking eight hours each: work, sleep, and free time; but it doesn't work out that way, I have to figure another forty-five minutes at least commute (total, thank goodness), plus up to two hours sitting reading waiting for my ride (short but dull explaination), and about 20 min getting ready in the morning - which doesn't count as free time since I don't enjoy any of it... sigh. Actually though, I'm making it sound a little worse than it is, since the reading I would want to do anyways, so who cares where I do it, and since I carpool with someone I really like talking to, that almost counts as free time too - except that although it's fun, it's not really free since in either case I'm stuck. Tonight I am quite set on getting to sleep on time, which I think I'll actually be able to manage if I can drag myself away from the computer in some sort of timely fashion. Today is the fourth full day with out the parents, I think we're doing pretty well, but maybe getting a little tired of it, everyone seems a little tired and cranky today, we'll see how things go tomorrow...