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[channonyarrow]

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.

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[graeae.livejournal.com]

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

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

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