I do not hate flying.

I hate waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Right now, I'm nearly packed (a little bit behind schedule, but since that had two hours of padding in, I think I'll be all right) and I can't think of anything I've forgotten. I don't have my insurance card with me, but that's in the car, so hopefully that will be what goes wrong and I have to call my insurance agent to fax a statement that I am insured to the rental car place.

Because otherwise? Otherwise, my luggage will wind up on Jupiter. A distant second is that my plane will wind up making an emergency landing somewhere in Saudi Arabia, but the luggage is more likely.

I am too damn calm about all this. Something's gotta go wrong, and I don't want it to be my luggage.

Evidently I need to bring gloves. And a scarf. And a 55 gallon drum to make a trash fire in. How is it below freezing in Jersey/Philly right now?

God hates me.

This is why my luggage will next be seen by the Hubble telescope.

From: [identity profile] tacky-tramp.livejournal.com


Meanwhile, it's been over 80 in southern California. Why have we not developed the technology to average out the weather? I WANT THIS MORE THAN FLYING CARS.

From: [identity profile] channonyarrow.livejournal.com


I only want that if it puts my winter temperature at something less than 70, but it sounds like an intriguing idea to me!

From: [identity profile] graeae.livejournal.com


To inspire you when you get there:
http://www.somethingpositive.net/sp11162008.shtml

From: [identity profile] channonyarrow.livejournal.com


Just so you know, I was thinking of this every single time someone started yapping on about vampires. It helped.

From: [identity profile] channonyarrow.livejournal.com


Oh, I know I'm in love with it. Jesus fuck. How is it so fucking cold? I am a delicate hothouse flower! I cannot cope!

From: [identity profile] channonyarrow.livejournal.com


Voluntarily, however.

Seriously, I cannot cope with snow. If it sticks in Philly, I'm totally just selling the car on the street and faking my death. I can't drive in snow, because it scares the bejesus out of me. Add to that how people in Philly drive (at least where I was, which, admittedly, was "ghetto to central Philly" and I am convinced I will die.

From: [identity profile] purplemoocow.livejournal.com


I don't know where you were, but since you were on highways the whole time, I don't want to hear it. :-P

From: [identity profile] channonyarrow.livejournal.com


Passyuk (I think that's right?) and Broad street are not highways.

Dude, you don't even have a car. Talk to the hand. Or, more accurately, talk to the rally-racers in your adopted city. And seriously, I love how "parallel parking" there is like "fling the car in the general direction of the curb and assume that wherever it stops is good enough. There are cars sitting in intersections!

From: [identity profile] purplemoocow.livejournal.com


oh please, that is so not the ghetto. try like 52nd and baltimore. :P
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