PickledCherub
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Ready to fly?
actually not so much, but in the morning Chris and I are going south, to the SOUTH, to Austin, Texas. We have not yet packed, but we have a ride to the airport, and I finished all of our laundry, and got a haircut.
I always get nervous that the flight will be the end of me. Terrible scary fear of a crash or whatnot. It's usually fine, but I always go around thinking: This may be the last time I (fill in blank). Depressing.
Good news: I feel much better about my job, and Amanda is booking a room for the wedding.
I am hungry!
And, if I don't make it back, remember me fondly, and know that I probably love you a lot.
I always get nervous that the flight will be the end of me. Terrible scary fear of a crash or whatnot. It's usually fine, but I always go around thinking: This may be the last time I (fill in blank). Depressing.
Good news: I feel much better about my job, and Amanda is booking a room for the wedding.
I am hungry!
And, if I don't make it back, remember me fondly, and know that I probably love you a lot.
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