Tel Aviv, 5:30ish

Well, I start my job tomorrow. Sort of. I guess how much of my actual job I get to experience depends on how long it takes to get my security card and everything in the morning. Will probably gop in with my dad, since he'll be taking my mom in to the medical unit. SHe thinks she may have a sinus infection. Which means, among other things, that I'll have to call the shuttle people and tell them not to come get me in the morning. I hate making phone calls. But it will also mean that my father will be there to take me where I need to go, which would be helpful, as I was amazingly confused when I was in that building on Friday, and will be even more so tomorrow at 8am, when I'm still tired and everything.
In any case, wish me luck!