Jan 30 2005
Get Packing
I really have to stop procrastinating and get packing. Really. I mean, I leave tomorrow. Getting the suitcases out would probably be a good start.
To distract me from the horror of packing (very, very close to housework – involving, as it does, putting things away), I have a horror movie on TV. It’s the very schlocky Frankenstein’s Daughter, and so far, the scariest thing in it is the allegedly “teenage” band singing “Special Date”.
Best line: “We all miss Suzy. But she’ll have some stories to tell when she gets back.”
One Response to “Get Packing”
Good luck with getting on the flight and airport security and all; if you do get felt up, I hope he’s good looking and smells nice.
I admire your spunk: you wanted Sass-in-a-Glass so you’re going to the source. I’d love a single malt right now, but a trip to Scotland might be a wee bit too cold.