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In less than twelve hours I'll be landing at Newark for my latest adventure. Plans: ain't got 'em. Money: enough to blow on souvenirs. Period: finally getting off of it. I swear to God it waits for me to have plans that would be greatly hindered by its presence.
Last month I was idly looking at the calender at work, and the new manager Adam asks me if I still wanted that week in July off I requested. I don't recall why I requested it: I think it's from a fit of pique where I was dying to get out of town and it was the next available week I could get. I told him I sure wanted to keep it, and then was faced with the dilemma of finding something to do.
Facebook answered my question for me--as it does with most of my life-changing decisions--and my friend Angie came to mind. She lives in NJ, and until this summer was a teacher. She's been laid off due to cutbacks, giving her a sudden barrage of ample time mixed with a desire to waste it with a vengeance. So, for the next five days, I shall place myself in her capable hands. She has promised some Shore time--I should have sprayed some tan on!--some Big City time, and some Atlantic City time. I might be able to visit a little with Acacia or Adrian, if their schedules clear up.
It's odd telling people, "I'm going to Jersey!" with an excited voice. I think the opposite would be the usual sentiment. It's certainly not screensaver-ly beautiful Bora Bora, or hiking in Yellowstone, but I am enthused nonetheless.
But not overly-enthused, of course, lest I be horribly disappointed, such as I was with The Last Airbender. But you know, I watched it a second time since I promised my cousin I would take him, and I have to say that after I loosened my anus, and ceased comparing it to the show, I actually found it an enjoyable experience. Don't tell the other Nerds, they might turn on me!
Last month I was idly looking at the calender at work, and the new manager Adam asks me if I still wanted that week in July off I requested. I don't recall why I requested it: I think it's from a fit of pique where I was dying to get out of town and it was the next available week I could get. I told him I sure wanted to keep it, and then was faced with the dilemma of finding something to do.
Facebook answered my question for me--as it does with most of my life-changing decisions--and my friend Angie came to mind. She lives in NJ, and until this summer was a teacher. She's been laid off due to cutbacks, giving her a sudden barrage of ample time mixed with a desire to waste it with a vengeance. So, for the next five days, I shall place myself in her capable hands. She has promised some Shore time--I should have sprayed some tan on!--some Big City time, and some Atlantic City time. I might be able to visit a little with Acacia or Adrian, if their schedules clear up.
It's odd telling people, "I'm going to Jersey!" with an excited voice. I think the opposite would be the usual sentiment. It's certainly not screensaver-ly beautiful Bora Bora, or hiking in Yellowstone, but I am enthused nonetheless.
But not overly-enthused, of course, lest I be horribly disappointed, such as I was with The Last Airbender. But you know, I watched it a second time since I promised my cousin I would take him, and I have to say that after I loosened my anus, and ceased comparing it to the show, I actually found it an enjoyable experience. Don't tell the other Nerds, they might turn on me!