Landlord.

We met our landlord yesterday.  She's from NY, but has a couple of places in St. Maarten.  Apparently, she owned her own recording studio in 70's and worked with some of the greats of the time.  Then she owned a travel agency and sold that.  Now she travels with her husband and owns property all over.  She was telling us that she initially wanted a place in Jamaica, but was told she couldn't be the majority owner.  She also said they smoked too much ganja there.  So she came to St. Maarten because she wanted a place on the ocean.  And she got in before the real estate prices boomed.  Pretty interesting life.

My favorite time of the month is coming around.  You know, when my emotions are out of control and I'm in an irritable mood.  That's right, block exams!  So tomorrow I start reviewing and continue until Sunday.  We had another short (3 week) block, which means the next two are going to be about 4 or 5 weeks long.  I think my grades are inversely proportional to block length.  So short blocks work for me, since there is less information to cover.  The key is to do well on the first two and ride it out through the semester.

I think I miss home.  Time goes by quickly on the island, but it still seems like forever.  Funny thinking that I'm about 25% (5 months) done.  Now I'll just need to figure out how to make the other 75% go by faster than the first part.

My sister moved to Morgan Hill, which is pretty nice.  It'll put her closer to home, but I can still use it as a launching pad for my trips to the Bay Area and then I won't have to travel as far on my way home.  I think it's a win-win.  She'll be working with my father, which is a pretty cool and unique opportunity for both of them.  I'm sure my dad will be proud to have her around.  I don't know, but part of me thinks I might end up on Hollister.  It may not be such a bad thing; I like the small town atmosphere.  Maybe I'm just a small town boy at heart.

Alright, maybe not Hollister specifically, but south Bay Area would be nice.