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I spent most of the day at my parents' again, playing with my little cousins. Err, roughhousing with them, that is. I'm only slightly bruised. My parents spent a while worrying at me about my trip to Wisconsin. I'm worried, too. Dave is slightly worried. My parents are worried about terrorists. They're worried about psychos. They're worried about breakdowns and accidents. They're worried about me getting lost. They're worried about the weather. They're worried about almost everything. My Mom is loaning me her cell phone in case of an emergency, and my Dad is being a dear and getting me a trip-tic from AAA. (A trip-tic is a destination specific, step-by-step map provided to American Auto Association members.) The trip-tic will show any construction, and it's more reliable that direction you grab off the net. I'm worried about psychos hoarding gasoline. I will be very upset if I get to the western part of Indiana and run out of fuel. When I'm driving a long way I hate stopping, but I think I'll fuel up whenever I start hovering around a half a tank. I'm also worried about Dave not being able to make it across the border. I know that US customs has really tightened its security. There haven't been any reports of people being turned away in large numbers, but a lot can happen in a week. frown I told Dave to be Extra Polite to the customs officers, and not to bring over anything even remotely questionable. I'm only mildly worried about the weather. Growing up in the Snow Belt, I've gotten pretty good at driving in really bad snow. This is my first winter with Dexter, though, so I'll be very careful until I know how he feels in the snow. Dave is worried about the weather. His area of the continent gets really bad blizzards this time of year, blizzards that effectively shut down everything. He's leaving Thursday afternoon and getting across the border as soon as he can. I told him to call me and let me know if he made it across the border ok. This reminds me a lot of the fears I had before I went to Canada to see Dave. fret fret fret I told my parents I would call them as soon as I got to the hotel. Why do I always do this to myself? It's like my brain needs some worry to chew on all the time. If it's not travel, it's bills, love, work, car, weather... Anything it can come up with. I'll make it through the week somehow. I have a lot to do. I need to run my laundry tomorrow. I need to ask my neighbor to watch Jaws while I'm gone. I need to get Dave a present (I had a minor epiphany about what to get him today!) I need to fuel up Dexter. I need to clean my apartment since I hate coming home to a mess. I need to stop worrying. Truthfully, I just want to get there. Never mind coming home. If the world ends and I'm with Dave, I'll die happy. (Well, I'll be a bit peeved that I'm dead, but you know what I mean.)
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Looking Up The Discover's astronauts finished repairing the Hubble Space Telescope yesterday, and NASA reports that it is functioning correctly. Yay!
______ of the Day Today's wish is for some calming medication.
Go Somewhere The Nashville Police Department lets you assess your risk of being raped, robbed, beaten, shot, or stabbed.According to the test, I have a (score 38) low risk of assault - I am either highly cautious or a poor target. I face a (score 35) low to normal risk of being murdered. And I run a (score 16) low risk of burglary. Opens a new window.
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