yay.
Long plane rides, humidity like crazy, old friends, that peculiar MIT smell...the point is--
I'm home.
Thoughts as I packed through the night, last night:
Ack, for a second there I thought I'd lost my tap shoes. That would have been bad.
It occurs to me that wherever I end up working, I probably won't be able to wear a tshirt and jeans every day. I've packed all my "nice" clothes, but I think I'm going to have to make some trips to the secondhand stores.
Mmmm, time for a sandwich. Mmmmm, grilled muenster cheese sandwich.
More packing. Must pack skates carefully. *pets skates* They are now lovingly sandwiched between the clean underwear and the clean socks.
I am packing in my strappy silver stiletto heels. Because.
"That mother didn't kill anyone. She hired a hit man."
Tired now. Too much luggage.
I think the best part of Bring It On (and this is tough, the whole thing is so awesome) is the credits, when Sparky comes out and dances with the girls. *dies*
Need more caffeine.
I'm home.
Thoughts as I packed through the night, last night:
Ack, for a second there I thought I'd lost my tap shoes. That would have been bad.
It occurs to me that wherever I end up working, I probably won't be able to wear a tshirt and jeans every day. I've packed all my "nice" clothes, but I think I'm going to have to make some trips to the secondhand stores.
Mmmm, time for a sandwich. Mmmmm, grilled muenster cheese sandwich.
More packing. Must pack skates carefully. *pets skates* They are now lovingly sandwiched between the clean underwear and the clean socks.
I am packing in my strappy silver stiletto heels. Because.
"That mother didn't kill anyone. She hired a hit man."
Tired now. Too much luggage.
I think the best part of Bring It On (and this is tough, the whole thing is so awesome) is the credits, when Sparky comes out and dances with the girls. *dies*
Need more caffeine.