*unhappy sigh*
Did I tell you my family is dragging me to California in two weeks? Did I tell you I'm a Dean Winchester flyer?
This whole vacation thing is unsettling me. If by unsettle we mean hiding in the bathroom and having panic attacks. I'm spending as much time as I can preparing for this. Sadly, my doctor firmly believes in not prescribing anything to make me happy. Unless of course, I want to take an anti-anxiety med full time--no thanks, been there, done that, was absolutely not worth it. I swear, that man acts like I'm a junkie just waiting to happen.
We're going to be there for my beloved niece as she graduates. It's going to be like having our very own family therapist. Or not, as she has explained to me many times, but la! She is wrong. :D
We'll be in San Jose, San Francisco, and then a few days in Oregon, Corvallis, actually, and then a few days in Seattle, and then home again, where I can pull the covers over my head and bite the hand off of anyone who tries to intrude.
I *hate* traveling. But, this should soften me up really good for the con in September--lucky roommates. . :)
This whole vacation thing is unsettling me. If by unsettle we mean hiding in the bathroom and having panic attacks. I'm spending as much time as I can preparing for this. Sadly, my doctor firmly believes in not prescribing anything to make me happy. Unless of course, I want to take an anti-anxiety med full time--no thanks, been there, done that, was absolutely not worth it. I swear, that man acts like I'm a junkie just waiting to happen.
We're going to be there for my beloved niece as she graduates. It's going to be like having our very own family therapist. Or not, as she has explained to me many times, but la! She is wrong. :D
We'll be in San Jose, San Francisco, and then a few days in Oregon, Corvallis, actually, and then a few days in Seattle, and then home again, where I can pull the covers over my head and bite the hand off of anyone who tries to intrude.
I *hate* traveling. But, this should soften me up really good for the con in September--lucky roommates. . :)
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Also, what we're doing or seeing--don't know, won't let anyone talk to me about it.
Good looking out on the layers thing--anything else I should know so no one points at me and laughs their asses off? Which they're going to do the minute I start speaking anyway. "Yo, watha fuck isis thing, here? It cos' whaaaa? Fuckin' hell no!" (I might have a slight Jersey accent)
Except for Mr. R, who has that newscaster no-accent. Until he gets really tired or slightly buzzed, then he sounds like the southern boy he sort of is. :D
Look, I'm typing and I'm still babbling from nerves.
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Oh one more tip, when you buy something, they don't give you a bag. You have to either bring your own or buy one for ten cents. Apparently plastic shopping bags kept getting tossed in the bay and there is now a huge island of them floating around off the coast.
I know you are going to be super busy but if you find yourself with free time and a hankering for some coffee give me a call. I would love to meet the fabulous Miss Rose in person.
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I'll let you know exactly what we're doing when!
Send me your number--who knows! It could happen! :D