Seth Lamble

Less than 24 hours before I am supposed to go to Uganda and I still don’t have permission, apparently the Big Fish was away on Business.

EXCEPT HIS ONLY BUSINESS IS TOO WATCH OVER PC VOLUNTEERS, WHERE WAS HE?

So I have been having a odd feeling in my left shoulder blade. The Skin feels like it has been injected with Novacaine, and it feels like there is an actual blade on my shoulder blade cutting apart me skin when ever I move my arm, any ideas what this may be?

Also I have found a cure for my fears, if I wake up at night and I am afraid, like of say Zombies, or the Dogs from Ghostbusters, I just listen to my CD player, don’t know why that never occurred to me back in the states.

If you don’t receive my e-mails and would like to post as such, much of what I am feeling is enclosed in the most recent one.

But what else is there to write about, when Dad comes to visit he will find it odd that bot he and I are Paul. Seth is to hard for many of the people I meet to pronounce, but Paul is easy, so usually after the first few attempts of prounouncing Seth, I just tell them to call me Paul.

I have been told that I can contract Malaria from Drinking Cold Soda during the Hot Season.

My Bike is broken again, rear tube has been patched about a dozen times, don’t know why it was not replaced by Peace Corps before they reissued the bike.

Need to sign off, spending too much money.

Still trying to write as many letters to people as possible, please forgive me if you have yet to receive one.