One Day More ...
How excited am I? Well, I'll have to let the anxiety go away before I can truly say, but I think I'd have to say pretty damn.
This past week has been amazing. The weeks and months leading up to today have flown by, but this week has moved at a much more sedate pace, allowing me to savor the places and people that mean most to me. I've said goodbye to my cat, to most of my friends, and to my Jenn (I loff you, Jenn). I'm still headed up to the barn for one last hurrah there. And then home for one last dinner with my family and then to unpack and repack everything compulsively until we leave in the morning, cause, yeah, sleeping just ain't gonna happen.
My errands are run. I've put together the photo album of "life" in America with things like a mail truck, a payphone, the grocery store, and a metric fuckton of coke cases. No, really, it's cute! The paperwork is in order, so now my dad can totally screw with my finances and legalities and I can't do a damn thing about it. And yeah ... everything is set.
I've really enjoyed hanging out with people over the past couple of weeks. (And talking to those of you who live too far away to hang out with). Although, I'd have to say the entertainment highlight of the week was going to see the psychic. Jenn thought it would be fun. Umm, okay? So, here's what she says about me: I'm destined for a career in corporate finance. WTF? Yeah, those of you who know my math skillz are laughing right now, because I can't balance a checkbook. She also told me that I'll meet the man of my dreams in October. And he'll have an accent. And that I'm on the cusp of a career change, and I am moving in the near future. All on the money, to be sure, but she also mentioned that one of my past "relationships" was trying to contact me. Yeah, hasn't happened. Still, check back in October to see who "he" is. Mwwahahahaha!
Okay, the next time I post will either be from Philly or Baku. Cheers!
This past week has been amazing. The weeks and months leading up to today have flown by, but this week has moved at a much more sedate pace, allowing me to savor the places and people that mean most to me. I've said goodbye to my cat, to most of my friends, and to my Jenn (I loff you, Jenn). I'm still headed up to the barn for one last hurrah there. And then home for one last dinner with my family and then to unpack and repack everything compulsively until we leave in the morning, cause, yeah, sleeping just ain't gonna happen.
My errands are run. I've put together the photo album of "life" in America with things like a mail truck, a payphone, the grocery store, and a metric fuckton of coke cases. No, really, it's cute! The paperwork is in order, so now my dad can totally screw with my finances and legalities and I can't do a damn thing about it. And yeah ... everything is set.
I've really enjoyed hanging out with people over the past couple of weeks. (And talking to those of you who live too far away to hang out with). Although, I'd have to say the entertainment highlight of the week was going to see the psychic. Jenn thought it would be fun. Umm, okay? So, here's what she says about me: I'm destined for a career in corporate finance. WTF? Yeah, those of you who know my math skillz are laughing right now, because I can't balance a checkbook. She also told me that I'll meet the man of my dreams in October. And he'll have an accent. And that I'm on the cusp of a career change, and I am moving in the near future. All on the money, to be sure, but she also mentioned that one of my past "relationships" was trying to contact me. Yeah, hasn't happened. Still, check back in October to see who "he" is. Mwwahahahaha!
Okay, the next time I post will either be from Philly or Baku. Cheers!