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windlionIncidentally, it is also my quarter-centennial! Good god I am getting old. Naturally, this progression is marked by a lack of birthday actions, as my traditional birthday dinner is . . . taco night, apparently. (At least someone is thrilled.) It's okay, since I got some of the celebrating out of the way yesterday going apple-picking with my friends from college (Congrats to former roomie on passing the bar!) and picking out pumpkins with my long-suffering current roomie. I now have four good-sized fellows chilling in the garage, plus a few tiny ornamentals, and I am pleased as pie after the pumpkin-shortage that occurred last year. <3 It really is the little things that make me happy. I am not even bothering with making a cake today, as in a little more than twelve hours, I'm going to be hauling my sorry not-morning-person-at-aaaaaaaall ass up and driving to La Guardia. We don't really need to be at the airport until 8, but the morning traffic into New York is such that if you aren't where you need to be by seven, you will regret it.
Why La Guardia? I am taking my first real vacation in forever and going to visit my Aunt in Chicago! She is graciously loaning her couch to my friend and I (or floor. I am waiting to see if she offers separate-or-together, because god knows I confuse my family with my "They're really extraneous unrelated siblings. No, really, I am not shagging them or interested in doing so." relationships.) We're vacationing, and casing the city as a potential-place-to-live spot. I am really, really looking forward to being someplace other than here.
After four days in the Windy City, we're going to fly back Thursday, then drive down to visit my siblings in Philly. It is good to have family scattered across cities! Much cheaper than hotels, and they'll know the good restaurants. Hopefully we will have fun and not be bankrupt by the time we get back. And here is to hoping that my aging gentleman car is not assaulted as I leave him interesting places. (Circumstantial evidence says he'll be fine. I've accidentally had doors unlocked sitting in the mall parking lot while I was at work for a few days, on separate occasions. Apparently his classic tape deck is just not sexy enough to steal.)
For now, I get to wash up my windows, get gas, get cash, get drugs (Dramamine, thou art my savior) and get packing. I think one of my projects for being bored at the airport/plane ride is to work on drabbles/ficbits for my various universes in my head- so I can provide a sampler of exactly what I have on tap. It's been awhile since I've written, so it ought to be good for me. . . . So is posting, really. I shall crosspost appropriately!
Why La Guardia? I am taking my first real vacation in forever and going to visit my Aunt in Chicago! She is graciously loaning her couch to my friend and I (or floor. I am waiting to see if she offers separate-or-together, because god knows I confuse my family with my "They're really extraneous unrelated siblings. No, really, I am not shagging them or interested in doing so." relationships.) We're vacationing, and casing the city as a potential-place-to-live spot. I am really, really looking forward to being someplace other than here.
After four days in the Windy City, we're going to fly back Thursday, then drive down to visit my siblings in Philly. It is good to have family scattered across cities! Much cheaper than hotels, and they'll know the good restaurants. Hopefully we will have fun and not be bankrupt by the time we get back. And here is to hoping that my aging gentleman car is not assaulted as I leave him interesting places. (Circumstantial evidence says he'll be fine. I've accidentally had doors unlocked sitting in the mall parking lot while I was at work for a few days, on separate occasions. Apparently his classic tape deck is just not sexy enough to steal.)
For now, I get to wash up my windows, get gas, get cash, get drugs (Dramamine, thou art my savior) and get packing. I think one of my projects for being bored at the airport/plane ride is to work on drabbles/ficbits for my various universes in my head- so I can provide a sampler of exactly what I have on tap. It's been awhile since I've written, so it ought to be good for me. . . . So is posting, really. I shall crosspost appropriately!
