I Have So Many Things To Say & They Won't Solidify Until I Slow Down My Media Consumption
February 2, 2005 - 5:05am
This is what happens when you can't sleep.
You sit at your desk reading about TSA regulations and procedures and lusting after kitschy personal care kits, all in hasty preparation for a brief trip that is still 6 weeks, two tests, one project and one birthday away.
You now know that if you were so compelled, you could bring five liters of whiskey onto a plane. If you had that need.
You again inspect the beautiful locket that you would love to receive from someone and imagine dreamily what that would be like. To actually have a Valentine on Valentine's Day, or on any day. You decide you like the idea of receiving the locket even more than the locket itself, and somehow simultaneously applaud yourself for being so unattached to material things while using the same attachment to overshadow the issue at hand. You use them to cancel each other out.
A certain part of you feels hollow.
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February 2, 2005 - 11:54am
My mom and I brought back 8 bottles of wine from San Francisco in November as our carry-ons. The problem was that I was carrying six of them and she just had two. No one seemed to care. The captain even asked for some.
February 2, 2005 - 9:13pm
Jenna, you are awesome.
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