New York Bound

today is dad's birthday... blah blah blah blah, happy birthday daddy... enough of that. we get it. you're older now. you are 55, a fact which gives you much pain and mental anguish. blah blah blah blah aging.

so empathic am i...

on to more important stuff:

i leave for NYC tomorrow! i'm spending so much time getting ready, making plans, decoding mass-transit maps, figuring out the subway/trains/busses/etc... i am so. friggin'. excited...

i have directions to eight different places, i fear not getting lost. if i get lost, i will ask a kindly new yorker (who is shorter than me and non-threatening) how to get to where i want to go. i'm not as afraid of new-yorkers as texans. i feel like they somehow have less to hide.

so i'm going! and then i'm coming back... but i'm going for now! and next time, when i go, i may not be coming back! and that. friggin'. rocks...

so ganichiwa, bitches. and wish me good luck!