So, here it is, 2:21 am. 12 hours from now, I'll be getting ready for work. 24 hours from now, I'll be sleeping. 36 hours from now, I'll be on my way to Street Scene to go see AFI and Ludacris. Wow, how long has it been since I've done a road trip? Late February? I think I'm long overdue, don't you?
I'm not entirely sure if I'm going to post before I leave Thursday morning. I have to take public transpo to San Jose, then meet up with my ride and head it on down to sunny So-SoCal. Two So's cause it's just that damn far south. But I'm super excited about this. I've never been to San Diego, and there's a chance I might get to meet up for lunch with tofubot, if he feels like driving down to SD to chill with me for a while. It'd be nice, seeing as he's moving to Vegas on September 9th, and therefore won't be up here for my 21st birthday drunken antics.
Oy...the anticipation....how do you guys feel before a trip? Nervous? Scared? Excited? I've had constant butterflies in my stomach for the past week. Now that it's the day before I leave, I can hardly sit still. Today is going to be agony. I have to work from 3 to 9. Not a big deal, but if it's as boring and slow as it has been, I'm going to go bonkers. Seriously. And it's my 10th straight day of working, so yeah, now I'm getting antsy for a break PERIOD.
I've been working on this trip since July, ever since I found out that AFI was playing. And though I'm happy it's almost here, it kinda seems rather routine due to lack of spontaneity. How can I put this....like...back on February 16th. That was a spontanious, last minute, "why the fuck not" road trip. That was unexpected and very fun. And though my body hated me for it the next day, I'd love to be able to do something like that again. That was one of the most amazing trips I've had. Purely because it was on a whim. Don't get me wrong, I'm more than happy to do this, I'm about to burst. I guess the trip's just lacking some of that shiny newness sparkle that I've come to grow accustomed to.
But fuck it, I'll live with it, because it's a trip, and in the long run, how many chances like this will I get?
Cause everyday we're getting older. And everyday we all get colder. We're sick of waiting for our answers.
I'm not entirely sure if I'm going to post before I leave Thursday morning. I have to take public transpo to San Jose, then meet up with my ride and head it on down to sunny So-SoCal. Two So's cause it's just that damn far south. But I'm super excited about this. I've never been to San Diego, and there's a chance I might get to meet up for lunch with tofubot, if he feels like driving down to SD to chill with me for a while. It'd be nice, seeing as he's moving to Vegas on September 9th, and therefore won't be up here for my 21st birthday drunken antics.
Oy...the anticipation....how do you guys feel before a trip? Nervous? Scared? Excited? I've had constant butterflies in my stomach for the past week. Now that it's the day before I leave, I can hardly sit still. Today is going to be agony. I have to work from 3 to 9. Not a big deal, but if it's as boring and slow as it has been, I'm going to go bonkers. Seriously. And it's my 10th straight day of working, so yeah, now I'm getting antsy for a break PERIOD.
I've been working on this trip since July, ever since I found out that AFI was playing. And though I'm happy it's almost here, it kinda seems rather routine due to lack of spontaneity. How can I put this....like...back on February 16th. That was a spontanious, last minute, "why the fuck not" road trip. That was unexpected and very fun. And though my body hated me for it the next day, I'd love to be able to do something like that again. That was one of the most amazing trips I've had. Purely because it was on a whim. Don't get me wrong, I'm more than happy to do this, I'm about to burst. I guess the trip's just lacking some of that shiny newness sparkle that I've come to grow accustomed to.
But fuck it, I'll live with it, because it's a trip, and in the long run, how many chances like this will I get?
Cause everyday we're getting older. And everyday we all get colder. We're sick of waiting for our answers.
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evillynn:
Have fun! and dance for me
mistressmissy:
its probably cheeper at the bug too. mine was 14.