home, home with the strange

my manager tonight was sweet and let me go home at 9 (ish) instead of 10, when he heard about the drive we're making tomorrow morning. yay for niceness. :)

packing left to do: pillows, blankets, towels (evan's kinda low on amenities), camera

we're taking the laptop, but i doubt we'll have internet access. so, no friends, no email. i shall go into withdrawal. i shall twitch and have tons to read when i return. and verily, hotmail shall suck mightily and not deliver many of my messages for it claims i am "close to my limit", the smeggy microsquish bastards.

i saw this incredibly nifty correspondance kit at work - it's basically a journal you send back and forth writing letters to a friend. i think this is a Very Spiffy Idea (tm). now i just have to convince someone that i'm not flaky about writing mail (ok, i admit it, i am... but i wouldn't be with this!) and do it. any takers? ;)

my hands are cold. and my nose. brrrrrr.

i'm going to bake cookies for some folks at work who've been super helpful and for todd's co-worker who's looking after Stranger The Wonder Cat while we're gone; anybody know any surpassingly easy yet surprisingly tasty recipes for oatmeal raisin cookies?

calling parents....parents called. they are now informed of The Plan.

i even removed the puzzles i did in charlotte from the trunk of the car... and the cat is now romping on the puzzles and trying to make them fall apart. they were safer in the car.

todd's telling me about an annoying conversation with my grandmother.... i am now also annoyed. share the love.

so, yes, i'm feeling random and scattered and thought-jumpy tonight. i'm trying to force myself to relax, but it's not working so far. how the hell am i going to sleep, knowing that we have to get up at 4? wheeeeeee.

at least, um, Latasha Marzolla is a babe.

ok, todd's making me some tea (him: poof! you're some tea. me: ~humorless stare~ him: i'll, uh, get right on that...) and we're going to watch something (bean? adder? something rowan atkins-y) to chill me out. hopefully this will have the intended effect. ~checks pockets~ damn; i lost the fortune cookie from lunch which misued "effect".

nurgle?

wow. i'm awake. and even moderately well rested. as far as i can tell (which isn't very far as I haven't got my glasses on yet) it isn't snowing, which is a good thing. ~double checks list of sutff~ ok, we're off to the wilds of pennsylvania for four days. wish me good weather, non-idiot other drivers, and all the other nifty things one needs on a road trip.

~waves~