i'm a pixel here, myself

Packing is mostly done, except for the veritable mountain of consumer electronics that are coming with me on the plane -- they're all charging, right in a row, and my PowerBook is converting Project Runway s1 eps to iPod format so I can watch them on the plane. I briefly considered converting shows I hadn't seen before, but really, flying is such a weird experience anyway; if something is distracting, I'd hate to have a show or movie I was really hoping to watch burning a hole in my backpack, rather than a show or movie I'd seen before.

My moment of supreme idiocy tonight came about twenty minutes ago, when I looked at my bed, decided I'd meant to wash the sheets today, and threw them in the washer along with my pajamas. Dear self: you want the pajamas. I could have lived with washing the sheets overnight tonight and sticking them in the dryer tomorrow when I leave, but the pajamas? That ain't gonna work. So now I'm going to be up until this load in the washer is done, at which point I will stick everything in the dryer and go to bed. Or maybe not. It's late enough; why not pull an all-nighter? It might mean being able to sleep on the plane. Or, you know, actually being able to sleep when I get to my parents' house -- even though it's "my" bed, it's always hard to sleep in a bed I'm not used to, the first night. Though if I'm tired enough...

Interestingly, I'm not even remotely tired. Fucking adrenaline.

The boy and I talked. I now have confirmation that the gift was not intended to send mixed messages, and that we're still friends, without expectations. When I told him that, intentional or not, there were mixed messages sent because of the size and quality of the gift, he said, "yeah, but you're someone I care about; I wasn't going to get you something you didn't need or something cheap." So that's that, for now. I'm not going to see him for almost a month, which might be good, since much of that month I'll be distracted by family and friends and skiing. I'm leaving this whole episode behind me because I don't want to jinx the holidays, but I'm sure I'll come back to it at some point.

Here we go a-airport-ing...

Off to the wilds of Baltimore. Hope for an update tonight.

posting from the airport -- but not my original one. flight had been
changed such that there was an overnight in chicago; this was
unacceptable (mostly given the 6am flight from chicago to baltimore)
so they got me on a flight from san francisco to baltimore -- direct,
even! -- that leaves in an hour. go team me! also, go team my
friends, since J managed to sneak out of work and drive me from san
jose to san francisco in time to make the flight.

now to hope i don't die of boredom on a six-hour flight. arg.

Home, alive, etc. Brother is playing Goldeneye (how old skool!) four feet in front of me and fortunately not inquiring about my typing. Mom was v.v. happy to see me. Family still as Republican as ever, but I try not to hold that against them.

I don't have all that much to do for the next few days aside from put up the tree and get in touch with some old friends to see if we can get together for dinner or movies or just talk. I will probably check LJ regularly, but likely won't post much. If you wanna hear from me, drop me a line, mmkay?