It's almost 1pm on Monday, February 24. In less than 24 hours, I'll be on my way to the airport, and about a day after that, I'll be a resident of Taipei City, Taiwan. That's for real...
I'm slowly getting my possessions packed, dispersed or spray-glued into my Journal, and next on the agenda is heading to Pavilion's to pick up some Spaghetti-Os for my upcoming temporary host Stephanie. Past that, I really don't know what the hell to do with myself this afternoon. My calf just exploded as it has a tendency to do these days, so I'm a Limpy-Lucas until I get it proper stretched out or massaged.
Anyone wanna buy my bike? My guitar? My stilts? My blue suitcase full of framed illustrations, tax information and 4-track cassette tapes? YES NO CIRCLE ONE.
I can't go hiking, which I really sorta wanted to do. But maybe I can, which makes me think I only sorta sorta want to do it. Really, these days it's been hard to tell the difference in those two.
Be good out there, Babies.
-LS^2
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