I'm so tired...

So I'm off... here I sit in the airport. quick thoughts: I'm tired and it makes me nauseous. I really hate airplane food. I really think airline seats should be bigger, even economy class. I'll see you in Africa

LEAAAVING ON A JET PLANE

TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am freaking out a bit. Lots and lots of packing. Lots and lots of junk to put into very small spaces. It's kinda like that last minute panic of "OMG I'm naked" or "OMG I overslept and missed that exam" or "OMG WHO ARE YOU?!?!" I feel like I'm forgetting something. I know I am. I've also been sucked into the vortex of home while I've been back in Wisconsin, aka being a homebody and hanging out with my family. I've barely seen anyone while I've been in the Midwest. But have no fear. I will return... when there is snow on the ground.

And yes, I will try to keep this updated along with the other "official" one. As always, side commentary and inappropriateness will be reserved for my fun side.

Here's a side note, genuine thoughts I've had all day and yes, you are allowed to make a joke on whichever ones you choose:
No condoms necessary to be packed.
My bag is as big as I am... pictures will be forthcoming.
Why am I doing this again? I kind of like hot showers.
WOOHOO Africa!
Where did I put ________?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Followed up with a: @#)($**&a$mp;^)(*@#!
That doesn't fit... oh shoot...
This thing is WICKED heavy.
Why are things so hard!
How is that going to fit in there?
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! (or in Midwest speak: MAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHM!)
What if my flight was today?!
Am I really leaving tomorrow?

I will miss you all! Hot water, clean water, the porcelain god, a/c, clean hair... AND all the people I'm leaving back in the USA.

CHEERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! See you on the other side of the Atlantic! (We'll see if I get an entry in while in Amsterdam)

Almost didn't leave...

I almost missed my flight home. Yes, me... the I-like-to-get-to-things-way-early girl. Flight at 10:45, I woke up at 9:40. Flew out of bed. Ran for a taxi, which I couldn't find for the longest time. And managed to squeeze into the airport and onto the flight by 10:30. Most stressful situation of my life. I almost had a heart attack. I'm also pretty sure the taxi driver loves me because I gave him the biggest tip (I didn't ask for change back. Threw some money in the front seat and flew out of the taxi). But I'm back in the happy, friendly Midwest for a few days! I've been hanging out in my pajamas all day. It's been amazing. It would be even more amazing if I wasn't applying for ways to go abroad and keeping my fingers crossed to find funding. BUT such is life.

PS my left laptop clicker key is depressed. Literally. It super F-ed up and doesn't exactly click. It's more... well... depressed. It's been this way for a while and I hate it. How do I get it fixed?!

Holiday Joy

I write from the comforts of my parents' kitchen with the snow falling outside. Oh, I love Wisconsin and snow. It's truly got that Christmas feeling and it makes me giddy. The snow is gorgeous. As long as I don't have to shovel tomorrow morning. I'm officially screwed on the present-buying front though. I still need gifts for the parents and one sister. Yikes. Hope the world is ready for me tomorrow morning. It'll be a mad rush to find stuff.

Flying back was amazingly crazy. Planes were super backed up to Wisconsin, something silly about weather and planes having problems. My flight was overbooked by 3 seats. So I gave up my seat and for compensation, I got a free round trip ticket and free dinner courtesy of Midwest Airlines. How awesome is that?! Now I'll probably take another trip back to Wisconsin for FREE. Or maybe I'll jet-set off to somewhere fun for vacation!! Washington State? Former roommate- please let me visit? Somewhere in California? Hello warm weather. Anchorage, Alaska? Sounds cool too! The delay was only about a 1/2 hour, so it was totally worth it. Also made some friends with the people waiting to fly back to Wisconsin. It was a jolly good time. Yes, I just used the word Jolly.

Dear Santa,
Please send tons of money to my bank account. That would make me very happy. But if you cannot do that, can you at least bring me a few new pairs of shoes??