So last night I had a dream that my dad was flying my brother and me somewhere cross-country. We were coming in for a landing and the plane started sputtering and coughing and chugging, and I asked him if he thought the plane was going to make it, and he said he wasnt sure. So I had to take the controls and then I woke up.
I hope I land that puppy. I hope I land her right where I want her to be.
I slept in this morning and was a bit of a waste at work today. I did manage to go to the craft store at lunchtime. We have this really cool charity thing on Friday. Its one of the things for which Im most proud of my company. Its a very, very cool thing, and a really big deal. There will be celebrity spokespeople and a lot of press, and its my most favorite day of the year at work. Anyway, we (the employees) are all supposed to wear these gigantic, hideous, oversized tee shirts (you know what Im talking about the big-ass logo tees that never fit you right), and Im going to alter mine by cutting it down and tying it back together with more fabric a la Americas Next Top Model. Did you see that episode? I saw it over the weekend on one of those VH1 marathon rerun extravaganzas. Anyway, the contestants have to take a big-ass tee and turn it into something runway-worthy. I dont necessarily want to make mine some haute couture creation, but I think itll come out cute. That is, if I actually DO it.
Im taking yet another break from packing.
In fact, I think Ill go start on it now. Ive only got tonight and tomorrow night to do this shirt, finish packing, get my new address squared away, etc.
Ill be in New York on Wednesday and Thursday. There goes my week.
Over and out for now.
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