And That Is That

Well, I'm done packing. Almost completely. My laptop and iPod &ct., stuff like that, all gets packed right before I leave. Septimus needs to charge overnight, anyway.

So this is my last post before I get on an airplane.

Though, hell, I just saw a headline on Yahoo that said they found dynamite in someone's luggage? Rigged to go off or like..."I was gonna use the dynamite to go fishing off the Cape" (stupid as that is, I hope it's the latter)?

Maybe it was like, "I was gonna use the dynamite to blow open this strange hatch I found in the jungle." Oh dear god I'm such a nerd.

If I can't get my shizz on the plane, I'll be pissed.

I made Liz cry tonight! *sob* She's upset that I'm leaving. I'm leaving her at a really rough time in her life, too. Aw, man. At least we live in the communication age.

Well. Figure I'll try to get some writing or reading done before I go to sleep.

Oh, and to occupy your time while you pine for my absence over the next few days (har har...), I have an excerpt for yous. I'll put it in the next post which will be locked, so if you're a friend--lucky you.

Hopefully there won't be any snakes on the plane :P