departure
This week is going to go by fast because I'm working up until the day before I leave. My passport and stuff is in order, so really, the only thing I need to do is pack. We found out our cruise ship has no laundry facilities, but they can do laundry for you which is retarded but happens I guess. There is a science to this packing business and someday, I hope to crack it wide open. For now, I just try to visualize my wardrobe and what fits and looks good with little maintenance or real effort. Because I'm all about low maintenance, don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
I let my bookmarks get ahead of me and one day (tomorrow?) I really want to do a massive clean-out/organization of both my mozilla bookmarks and my del.icio.us account of doom. I'm a really ridiculous fic reader now too, as I feared.
And I've gotten myself on this wretched sleep rhythm where I don't fall asleep until 6 am, then get awoken at 12:30 and somehow manage to not be tired enough to sleep again until the next 6am. I'm tempted to just stay awake until 9 when I have to get up and get ready for church. Guys, I haven't been to church in forever for service. I just don't know. Why is life so multifaceted? I just want to liiiive. Details details details dragging me down
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