Yesterdays...
October 9th; pre-trip nerves

In the interest of keeping myself fed I went to PCC this morning and got:

  • 32 oz. Cider and Spice
  • orange juice
  • Fungi di...ummm...the cornmeal stuff. I can't remember right now.
  • a chulappa
  • some potato and roasted garlic ravioli

this is mostly because I have a looooong plane ride ahead of me tonight and I will be miserable if I don't stoke up on carbs and vitamins beforehand.

And because i'll be too busy today getting caught up before i go to do much of anything.

My backpack is sitting behind me at work and it's full of clothing, costume items, and makeup. I'll be picking up my film this afternoon, and if I'm bored I might write up a little (oh gawd I take bad pictures) thing before i leave for Iowa.

I need money, too. forunately, I have enough in my account to cover the weekend, which is good. i wonder what my daily cash limit is? I'll probalby get some out here and then stop in minneapolis and get some more.

I have a kind of bad feeling about this weekend. Maybe because someone else organized most of the details. Maybe because i'll be meeting Shannon's parents for real this weekend (fear and trembling, they're gonna hate me, i know). Maybe because I won't get my 40 hours in at work this week.

Dunno.

But i'm going, I'm going. Plane leaves tonight. I need to remember to bring my user interface book with me to read on the plane.

So no todays for tomorrow through Sunday. I may get online from the con, but don't hold your breath.

"how I long to fall just a little bit
to dance out of the lines and stray from the light
but I fear to fall in love with you would be to
fall from a great and gruesome height

Once I had everything, i gave it up for the shoulder of your driveway
and the words I've never felt
and so for you, i came this far across the tracks, ten miles above the speed limit and with no seatbelt,
and I'd do it again,
for tonight I went running through the screen doors of discretion
For I woke up from a nightmare that I could not stand to see
you were wandering out on the hills of Iowa
and you were not thinking of me."

 

Sounds: mortal city, Dar Williams

Words: Microserfs, Douglas Coupland

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