"After all, no matter where you go, there you are." Sounds like Mom 

has been watching The Adventures of Buckaroo Banazi. If not, she 

needs to. It's quite a hilarious, cheezy science fiction film.

Anyway, it looks like President Seal is trying to save money by 

having missionaries live with members. Elder Valai-Tufuga and his 

fresh-new companion Elder Greer are living way out in Tonitown (about 

10 minutes away--by car) with the Nowlins (pronounced No-lynns). I 

don't think we'll be moving into any members homes soon, considering 

we have a lease, and Bishop Lieutard called 83 families to try and 

find someone to house the missionaries. Sometimes it's pretty tough 

to stay focused with four elders in one apartment, and two that visit 

nearly every day. It's almost like college, and sometimes it drives 

me nuts, because I can't just go to my room and sleep for the rest of 

the day. Ah well. I'm just one week shy of being 1/3 through my 

mission.

So Elder Albert is almost the complete opposite of Elder Kaneko: shy, 

doesn't speak much English, but he is short. I'm trying to help him 

the best I can, but I have no idea what to do.

I hate sowing. Now that Elder Albert is here and I'm back to doing 

Marshallese, I don't really have anyone to teach. We spent a few 

hours knocking on doors on Friday after he got here. But we at least 

taught a new investigator last night. Too early at this point to say 

where things will go, though. But, I gotta plant those seeds.

Thanks for the birthday stuff. I don't know if anyone here will know 

that it's my birthday. Besides, I've gotta work. All day. In the 

awful humidity and heat, and sometimes the rain. In the middle of 

tornado season. This humidity is killing me. I end up getting 

drenched in sweat. It's a good thing I bought some handkerchiefs, 

because otherwise I'd be drenched in sweat. I forgot to take it with 

me on Saturday when we were on bikes, and I ended up getting sweat in 

my eyes.

I'm not sure if my bike is going to last another 4.5 months, but I'm 

going to get every last mile that I can out of that bike. Then I'll 

use it for spare parts. If it can last until October, then I'll just 

by another cheapo Wal-mart bike, and use that for another year, so 

that I don't have to worry about bringing a bike home.

I don't know much more of what to say. Not much is going on with my 

portion of the work, because I basically just got a new field. I'm 

trying to weed. Hopefully I'll be able to find some good ground to 

plant a few seeds.

That's all I have. Oh: Happy Birthday to Becky, Heather Fausset, and 

Happy Anniversary to Nick and Liz, and David and Betsy. If I forgot 

anything else, Happy Birthday, or Congratulations, or Whatever.

See you all next week!