I made Ani Difranco coffee last night
I am sitting in the New Orleans airport. I got here way early (which was silly, because I really could have used more time to pack, but I think Ashley and Katie's travel anxiety is starting to wear off on me) so now I'm catching up on everything I've missed online since I haven't had internet in my apartment for about a week now.
Normally I like sitting in airports; they are the perfect place for people watching. I like to create lives for people. Happy? Going home to a loved one. Going on vacation. Just became a grandparent. Sad? Going to a funeral. Leaving a loved one. Forgot their underwear. Today, however, I'm not really into it. I brought my nifty little creative zen mp3 player and picked up a bunch of magazines, a book, and a newspaper for good measure. In other words, I have prepared myself to completely disconnect for the entire duration of this plane trip.
Again, normally, I wouldn't go to such great lengths to avoid people around me. In fact, if you know me at all you probably know that I have a tendency to talk with strangers just about anywhere I am. Not in an annoying way (or at least I hope not) - I'm not the person you wish would just shut up on the plane - but in a friendly way. Today, however, I just want to be a typical passenger: someone completely immersed in a bubble of multimedia entertainment who just happens to be thousands of feet in the air. After finals followed immediately by an entire weekend of running all over the place with my family and meeting lots and lots of new people and also graduating and then working last night and on and on and on... well, I think it's understandable that I might want to just be left alone.
So here I am in the airport. I intend to update the music on my Zen, read my magazines, and do the crossword puzzle. By the time I finish all of that I should find myself on the Yankee side of the Mason-Dixon Line. Hallelujah.
Oh. I almost forgot, a list of good things that have happened in the past two days:
1. I may have landed a part time job as a theatre teacher at Ashley's school
2. The Hornets won last night - awesome!
and last but not least
3. I did, in fact, make Ani Difranco coffee last night (an iced vanilla soy latte to be exact) and got to chat a bit with her and her baby daddy. Awesome.
Normally I like sitting in airports; they are the perfect place for people watching. I like to create lives for people. Happy? Going home to a loved one. Going on vacation. Just became a grandparent. Sad? Going to a funeral. Leaving a loved one. Forgot their underwear. Today, however, I'm not really into it. I brought my nifty little creative zen mp3 player and picked up a bunch of magazines, a book, and a newspaper for good measure. In other words, I have prepared myself to completely disconnect for the entire duration of this plane trip.
Again, normally, I wouldn't go to such great lengths to avoid people around me. In fact, if you know me at all you probably know that I have a tendency to talk with strangers just about anywhere I am. Not in an annoying way (or at least I hope not) - I'm not the person you wish would just shut up on the plane - but in a friendly way. Today, however, I just want to be a typical passenger: someone completely immersed in a bubble of multimedia entertainment who just happens to be thousands of feet in the air. After finals followed immediately by an entire weekend of running all over the place with my family and meeting lots and lots of new people and also graduating and then working last night and on and on and on... well, I think it's understandable that I might want to just be left alone.
So here I am in the airport. I intend to update the music on my Zen, read my magazines, and do the crossword puzzle. By the time I finish all of that I should find myself on the Yankee side of the Mason-Dixon Line. Hallelujah.
Oh. I almost forgot, a list of good things that have happened in the past two days:
1. I may have landed a part time job as a theatre teacher at Ashley's school
2. The Hornets won last night - awesome!
and last but not least
3. I did, in fact, make Ani Difranco coffee last night (an iced vanilla soy latte to be exact) and got to chat a bit with her and her baby daddy. Awesome.