Down to the wire...

So, I'm now down to what? 25 days-ish? I want to know where the summer went. It feels like just last week I got off the train from school. All summer I've been working at the doctor's office, and I got a job at Hollywood Video (love it!). My bank account has been slowly increasing, and if I were just going back to Lock Haven I would be jumping for joy because of how 'rich' I am (I use that term extremely loosely in this context). I wouldn't be dreading my text book list, I'd be able to get $10/pound of gourmet dark roast coffee (even though I do even when I'm poor. Quality caffeine is vital. Don't judge me), and I would still have plenty left over to waste at the liquor store (I turn 21 in September!). But when I go to Ireland I'll have approximately 3/4 of what I made this summer. First the government takes from my paychecks, my personal favorite is the privilege to work tax. It's like when your parents told you that responsibility is a privilege and failed to mention that it is one you didn't want, but you don't get to find that out until you're all grown up and already downtrodden by it. Then after the government is done with your bank account, the exchange rate takes the remains. Ah well, sometimes the most entertaining things are free.
There are quite a few things to get to before I leave: shopping for outlet adapters and travel toilletries, I need to apply for a credit card (must do that tonight!), and as soon as I hear about my host family I'll find out what's going to happen once I get to Dublin. I've decided to not get too worried about any of it because it'll only make me anxious and time go by faster. Everything will work itself out.
I know I haven't written anything useful this post, but I'm at work and so this is being written between scanning things and free moments here and there. Not my best work. I'll be back right before I leave or right after I get to Dublin with a more interesting post. Until then...

Cheers!