After a fantastic day of hanging out with Merav, Will, Sean, Meredith, and Jon, it's now the very last day of my very wonderful trip. We're slowly detangling my possessions from the rest of the household, and performing the exciting alchemy of trying to pack everything I have into my insufficiently spacious suitcase. It'll fit, because we are ( Read more... )

* Blue and brown dress for awards ceremony.
* Orange walking shoes.
* Bag for the orange walking shoes, so my suitcase doesn't smell like feet.
* 'Zombies Are the New Black' T-shirt.
* S.T.A.R.S. zip-up sweater.
* Food for the plane, so as not to eat my fellow passengers.
* Comic strips for delivery.
* Enough Ibuprofin to kill a camel.
* Bones of ( Read more... )

( Cut-tagged for your protection, posted for my reference. Ain't life grand? )

1. New jeans. And when I say 'new', I mean that I will be trying jeans on, like, the Friday before the convention, at the very latest. They may be used jeans -- hand-me-downs from Cat, or maybe something off the rack at Buffalo Exchange -- but they will be new to me, and that's what I'm going to care about ( Read more... )

I am Productivity Girl! See me ride ( Read more... )

Things not to realize while packing: that you've given the large hardshell suitcase back to its original owner, and do not have it to pack in. Fortunately, I've found another, somewhat smaller hardshell, and only had to ditch a few sweaters -- I have thermals, a very warm coat, and should be fine ( Read more... )

Today, I intend to ( Read more... )

Today is 'soreness day'. I don't know why. But my spine has declared autonomy from the rest of the body, and is doing its damnedest to abdicate entirely.

I woke this morning, finished reading It before I could get up the lack-of-pain to roll out of the bed, and actually wound up going back upstairs sans caffeine because I simply couldn't bear to ( Read more... )

When I travel for extended periods of time, I tend to split my stuff between a large green army pack (for clothes and soft materials) and a hardshell suitcase (for delicate things, stuff that can be bent and stuff that can be broken). This enables me to actually carry everything I need, despite the recent reductions in 'how much weight you're ( Read more... )

Okay: I'm up, I'm soaking wet from my shower (and wearing a towel while I write this, because naked on a plastic chair is no fun whatsoever, but I'm too soggy to get dressed), I'm getting ready to finish packing, and I need food. porpentine is here: we're going to make a Longs run to get the last little things that I haven't been able to find in the house, ( Read more... )