Fidel just gave me a glass of lemon juice, that was very nice of him.

I have been very busy ingratiating myself to the new group that has come. About 18 or so young 20 somethings from all over the US involved in an ecology/spirituality trip.
There was a bonfire last night complete with full body story telling, interperative (sp!) dancing by Matt with running commentary from Kendra, singing, and an impersonation of my Gramma Gallo that was a big hit.
{the favorite being "Soooo, Demetrius (duh-mee-tree-us), he's cute (cuh-yute) anything physical (fi-zi-cull)? as she slyly looks up at me from cutting vegetables and I nearly pass out}

I don't want them to leave. All the girls have furry lucies (armpit hair) and the guys are really laid back.

I am too busy being bored to write anything of importance, but the main purpose of updating was this:: What I have to look forward to when I start at Petco again: www.myspace.com/djtoni411
he is The Head Honcho