i still don't really feel like i am going anywhere. there is this big fuzzy block between me and being on vacation, like thick gray fog.
it's not going to be terribly warm, though. it's not going to be above 65 the whole time i am there. and it might rain. that's okay, it just means that i bought all these clothes to take on my trip and they are not quite the appropriate gear. it's okay, i just packed more warm stuff. and i will take my leather jacket. mikey is letting me take his delightful gel-handle backpack with me. that makes me happy. i also have six books to read. i should have had eight but i already read two of the immortals books i bought for the trip. i am bad about things like that. i can't not read books when they are sitting in front of me.