A funny thing happened last night. At our house we have 3 bedrooms and 4 guys. So we played paper/rock/sissors. The two losers get to room together. First try I threw rock, everyone else threw paper. I was loser number one. No matter what I got to share a room. Next try Mark won with rock over sissors. He was garranteed a room to himself. So Zac and Phil were left. Best two out of three. I forget what they threw but I know that Phil won in two straight throws and Zac and I are now roommates......At least we get the biggest room in the house.

I'm in Atlanta. Finally!! It's a bit different then i thought. I figured I'd have my motorcycle with me, I don't. :( It broke down on the highway, so I'm selling it. I still love bikes. When I can, I plan on having one. I have a potential job lined up. If I get it life will be good. They asked how much I want to get paid so I made an offer. I took my previous jobs salary and uped it by 50%. The responce was, "You can't live down here on that". So I think that means I'll be making more than that, which will be incredibly helpful with going back to college. Transportation is an issue now though. Public transit doesn't even go near that area. And I have no vehicle now. God will provide. He's provided everything so far. Why would he stop doing what he's so good at? Being faithful!

My first few days I've been sleeping in different places in the house. The first night Mark wasn't home so I slept on his air mattress/air-filled pool raft. The next night I slept on Phil's mattress. He was home but he opted for the couch. It was nice of him. At my mom's place I was on the couch for 2-1/2 months. For the next few days or weeks I will be on our couch in Atlanta too. That's fine by me. I have all that I need, even if I don't think I do.

Altanta is home now. And it feels good to be home.