![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Oct. 9th, 2011 04:55 amI am sitting in the airport, waiting to go to LA. Right now my major stress is worrying whether the ticket counter for my airline will be manned by the time I need to check in & go through security. Being me, I ran out of the house without printing my boarding passes, so if they're not here within the next hour I will have to face the horror of finding & asking a stranger what to do.
Also I am very very cold in the airport. I didn't want to bulk up my luggage (that I paid $25 for) with a sweater when it's going to be 80 degrees in LA. Of course, I Tweeted this and right away an LA friend was like, You know it gets really cold at night here, right? NO SIR I DID NOT. I just hope it's good & toasty during the day. I like the fall weather we've been having here (pretty crisp fall weather, after 2 straight weeks of pseudo-winter with the greyness and rain), but essentially, if I'm not slightly baking, I'm cold.
Here, have a picture of the moon setting at Dulles like five minutes ago:
I am not sure what all is going on in LA. I know some HitRECord people are out there already (sending drunk texts to Twitter emphasizing the good time they were having while I was settling down for a long airport wait, the bastards). The show is on Monday evening. I know I would like to get a helix piercing (my sixth) at some point to commemorate my travels. Basically all the rest of the time is up in the air as far as I know. My number is 240 678 6136 if you want to do something!
Right now I just really want something to drink. In a fit of trying to consume all my super-perishables before leaving, I had a huge bacon sandwich right before Krystle showed up to drive me to the airport, and I am parched. And still managed to forget to eat the last serving of homemade clam chowder sitting at the bottom of my fridge. Which is a shame, because god damn that chowder was delicious.
(I've been getting a lot of mileage out of brokeassgourmet.com. I just did their smokey clam chowder, (although I tossed in some bacon anyway because what the hell why not), and when I get back I'm going to crack open some cans of pureed pumpkin and try my hand at pumpkin soup).
Now it is nearly 5 AM, I have been in the airport for 2 hours, and I see the US Airways desk finally has staff working (the poor bastards). Off I go to LA! Everyone think 'plane stay up' thoughts for me!
Erin
Also I am very very cold in the airport. I didn't want to bulk up my luggage (that I paid $25 for) with a sweater when it's going to be 80 degrees in LA. Of course, I Tweeted this and right away an LA friend was like, You know it gets really cold at night here, right? NO SIR I DID NOT. I just hope it's good & toasty during the day. I like the fall weather we've been having here (pretty crisp fall weather, after 2 straight weeks of pseudo-winter with the greyness and rain), but essentially, if I'm not slightly baking, I'm cold.
Here, have a picture of the moon setting at Dulles like five minutes ago:
I am not sure what all is going on in LA. I know some HitRECord people are out there already (sending drunk texts to Twitter emphasizing the good time they were having while I was settling down for a long airport wait, the bastards). The show is on Monday evening. I know I would like to get a helix piercing (my sixth) at some point to commemorate my travels. Basically all the rest of the time is up in the air as far as I know. My number is 240 678 6136 if you want to do something!
Right now I just really want something to drink. In a fit of trying to consume all my super-perishables before leaving, I had a huge bacon sandwich right before Krystle showed up to drive me to the airport, and I am parched. And still managed to forget to eat the last serving of homemade clam chowder sitting at the bottom of my fridge. Which is a shame, because god damn that chowder was delicious.
(I've been getting a lot of mileage out of brokeassgourmet.com. I just did their smokey clam chowder, (although I tossed in some bacon anyway because what the hell why not), and when I get back I'm going to crack open some cans of pureed pumpkin and try my hand at pumpkin soup).
Now it is nearly 5 AM, I have been in the airport for 2 hours, and I see the US Airways desk finally has staff working (the poor bastards). Off I go to LA! Everyone think 'plane stay up' thoughts for me!
Erin
