June 11, 2006
I'm leaving for the airport in 50 minutes. An alarmingly small percentage of the things that I need in my daily life is packed into an alarmingly large piece of luggage which I'm not looking forward to lugging around, and somehow I'm sure that this complicated plan I've cooked up will get me to a place, and another place, and some other place and eventually home.
Suddenly I'm rather petrified about all this. But I'm sure that in the next 24 hours I'll have lots of time to be bored instead of petrified, as I sit in an airport and sit on a plane and sit in a van. One thing I know how to do, it's arrange time to sit.
Posted by dianna at June 11, 2006 07:10 PM
Good luck and have as fun a BART Trip/plane ride/Bus ride/car ride to Ithica as it is possible to have!
I always find complicated travel plans are much less intimidating if you don't look at the big picture and just focus on whatever small step you have to do next.
You're already sitting in the airport by this point, but I hope you're bored out of your skull and heavily sedated with Dramamine/bedtime/cookies/gin/all four. I also hope you have a real plane this time, not a terrifying single-engine paper airplane like you were describing to me on the phone.
It's going to rock, dude. I'm so jealous. Some number of weeks in the dirt representing the west coast, and then kicking around NYC. Fuckin' rad.
Dianna's gone! Now's our chance to be bad!
What can we do to her blog while she's not looking? Wait, I have a key. What can we do to her apartment?
Good thing Jacob isn't reading Dianna's page while she's out of town, or he'd know all about the fiendish plan. While he's sitting unsuspectingly at the playstation, I'll use my key to let you all in.