Let's Start after We've Begun

This has been an interesting first week;

Arthur Ravenel, Jr. Bridge

let me elaborate.

Five days of learning to do a new job. New systems to understand and web portals to navigate. People to get along with and I feel like I've done an on-par job. What, only average? Satisfactorily, yes! I suppose I'm learning somewhat. Becoming accustomed to explaining myself without directly describing me. It's like, I'm just doing things that people will draw an opinion about. This will become their image of me. Sure, I feel like I have control of this situation. I can adjust how I act and thus influence how I am perceived. See? Control! But with the externalities firmly grasping my leash, how am I ever really in control? How is anyone?

It's based upon perspective ... But enough of these rambling words! How about some stories, perhaps a recount or two?

Well it's Friday, the fifteenth of June, 2012. I'm in Charleston, South Carolina. I have been here since the seventh of June, a little over a week. Done a lot, feeling slightly homesick, worked over 40 hours (though I'll call it 40 even), eaten less than I usually do, drank more alcohol than I should, gone halfway sail boating for the first time in my life, been pleased my roommate has a cat, set up my room, actually enjoying meeting my roommates, been to a Reggae festival, spent all day on the Atlantic coast with my awesome co-worker Tiffany, survived a threatening sun burn, walked downtown for a burger, chatted on the phone with my family back home, had many educationally enlightening conversations with another one of my co-workers Jim, basked in the quiet solitude of my corner room, and above all have found myself in wonder of such a drastic displacement.

See all those happenings? A post apiece. For you a sentence would never do. For me? Well a sentence might jog the memories into a potent recreation. But that's one sentence! What about 50? A proper recount, that's what's needed. That's what I will try to accomplish. Justify this life though records.

Beware:  I may back-date. =)