There is so much to do, it's overwhelming.
I still have so much little bullshit to put on ebay and so much I need to pack up and figure out who I'm going to send it to for safe keeping. This is one of those times where I wish I just had normal parents who wouldn't mind holding my stuff for me while I go on an adventure of a lifetime. Oh well.
I'm also suing my former landlord the day before I leave L.A. for my un-returned deposit. I'd say I'm nervous about that but it's pretty open and shut I think. I actually had to hire a process server (the guys that sneak up on people and get them to admit to who they are and serve them a summons) because he's a slippery motherfucker.
Anyway. In 2.5 weeks I leave L.A.. We head to Wisconsin for Quinn's family reunion and to spend two months finalizing details of our trip without distraction. Oh boy!
Over the last couple weeks I've watched many of my prized possessions walk out the door in exchange for green paper that feels absolutely meaningless compared to the comfort I got from my them. But I'm trying to remind myself that this money is not just money, it's a plane ticket, or a food allowance, or a bus ticket, or a vacation from my vacation when I just need to stay in a nice hotel. Or maybe even a partial payment towards a trip to the Galapagos.
Anyway, it's coming down to the wire, and I'm getting so nervous that I get that rumbling, diarrhea feeling in my tummy. (tmi?)
Check out my latest blog entry.
These Things
Since coming back to SG my blog has been up in views and I know it's all of you guys. I can't tell you how much I appreciate you checking it out and reading and leaving a comment. It really means a lot to me. I like having a place to speak my mind that doesn't have my breasts attached to it. I like thinking that I can be more than tits and a pretty face. So thanks.
I still have so much little bullshit to put on ebay and so much I need to pack up and figure out who I'm going to send it to for safe keeping. This is one of those times where I wish I just had normal parents who wouldn't mind holding my stuff for me while I go on an adventure of a lifetime. Oh well.
I'm also suing my former landlord the day before I leave L.A. for my un-returned deposit. I'd say I'm nervous about that but it's pretty open and shut I think. I actually had to hire a process server (the guys that sneak up on people and get them to admit to who they are and serve them a summons) because he's a slippery motherfucker.
Anyway. In 2.5 weeks I leave L.A.. We head to Wisconsin for Quinn's family reunion and to spend two months finalizing details of our trip without distraction. Oh boy!
Over the last couple weeks I've watched many of my prized possessions walk out the door in exchange for green paper that feels absolutely meaningless compared to the comfort I got from my them. But I'm trying to remind myself that this money is not just money, it's a plane ticket, or a food allowance, or a bus ticket, or a vacation from my vacation when I just need to stay in a nice hotel. Or maybe even a partial payment towards a trip to the Galapagos.
Anyway, it's coming down to the wire, and I'm getting so nervous that I get that rumbling, diarrhea feeling in my tummy. (tmi?)
Check out my latest blog entry.
These Things
Since coming back to SG my blog has been up in views and I know it's all of you guys. I can't tell you how much I appreciate you checking it out and reading and leaving a comment. It really means a lot to me. I like having a place to speak my mind that doesn't have my breasts attached to it. I like thinking that I can be more than tits and a pretty face. So thanks.
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Wow you are so much better of a person then me, I just cant sale my stuff, I love my stuff to much, that would be so hard for me, Im sure this trip is so worth it, but damn I just couldnt do it.
People on SG are great, we really do care about you, you have never been just a pretty face to me, nor have any of the girls on my friends list.