I should be packing RIGHT now.

I leave for Los Angeles in 48ish hours. I am not packed. Here is a list of things I've been doing instead of packing:

1. Got my guitar restrung. Been meaning to do this for 6 years. Now seemed like a good time.
2. Ate.
3. Thought of a number 3 for this list. Zoned out. Watched an episode of Scrubs.
4. Edited my brother's wedding video, which again, been meaning to do for about 2 years (this, by the way, took 5 hours).
5. Made copies of the wedding video for everyone I could think of (still in process).
6. Ate.
7. Bought some clothes. (I don't even like shopping.)
8. Bought more clothes.
9. Contemplated the fact that all these new clothes won't fit next month when I'm down to a size 2.
10. Pooped.
11. Dusted.
12. Bought shoes.
13. Ate.
13. Did the dishes.
14. Practiced the guitar. (I'm still really bad.)
15. Called some people. Might put together a bbq.
16. Wrote this blog.
17. Proofread this blog.
18. Determined MUST pack. Seriously. MUST DO IT.
19. Ate some more stuff while wearing new clothes. Spilled on new clothes. Had to go nuts with the zout and the clorox and the washing of the new clothes.
20. Got a Pap smear.

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Am leaving for Los Angeles in less than 47ish hours. Here is a list of things I DO have packed:

1. Blow up mattress.
2. Tennis racket (I don't play tennis).
3. Newly strung guitar (I don't play guitar).
4. Umbrella.

humble apologies

Dear Loyal Readers,

Thank you for your continued readershipness. Please accept my apologies for the month-long lack of blogging, which can only be explained by a song performed in the key of Fb major. If you find one and listen to it repeatedly, you will understand. Anyway, I do solemnly swear to blog more soon, barring Nuclear Holocaust.

With Warmest Regards,
moi.