Well, I started my third summer at Ste. Marie Among the Hurons this morning. I was actually quite scared. Nauseated and nervous, even. I had no idea what today or even this year would end up being like. Especially since I found out in the car on the way to work that our turnover rate had gone from 4 of 5 people to 20. New people intimidate the fuck out of me. As much as I've changed in the last two and a half years, there's still a very real part of me that hates meeting new people and hates being anywhere she doesn't know. Especially that many new people. They all look like they're interesting, though.

Today was mostly good though--the site looked like crap as everyone had been on strike for 8 weeks, so we did a lot of maintenance work (raking) and then got to strip bark off cedar poles so they can replace our waterway. We also got to see carp attempting to swim up the Wye River (sadly not the 'tintern abbey' river) to spawn.

I picked out my costume and I think it's going to look alright--navy doublet, white chemise, grey breeches, beige cap, beige socks. Will post pictures when I get them. I hope this summer is good. I'm scared. I have to learn to speak French again. I can't handle this. I'm far too incompetent to be trusted with stuff like this.

World Youth Day is going to give us about 25 000 extra visitors. It will be scary. And the Pope's not even coming. I kind of wish he was. I'm not Catholic, and I'm not sure I even really qualify as Christian, but it would be neat to see him. And to have him bless our Church again. Apparently his entourage will be putting in an appearance, though. And Michael Knox, my favourite Jesuit, will be visiting us tomorrow to speak to us of all things Catholic.

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