Antici...
So my flight ot Albequerque (via Texas) leaves tomorrow. I must say I'm nervous. I must also say I hate packing. Why? because I do. Long story. Something about fitting my life into 2 bags, one of which must fit on a plane, seems extremely reductivist. So I'm off to watch people far smarter than I am present research they worked on mch longer than I worked on mine. Probably will be depressing, but at least I might meet some new people. Some cool people have to go to science fairs. For this, we will be using my definition of cool and not yours. Odds are they're different. So anyway, now I get to meet fat people to make my plane ride very uncomfortable, but now I must leave this delightful optimism and go pack.