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Listening to: From the Choirgirl Hotel. Not for long, though... it's not really matching my mood quite like I was expecting it too.

Currently Reading: Just barely started Jonathan Lethem's Gun, With Occasional Music. Kind of saving it for the train, as well as a stack of others (both fiction and non). Also, I recently read Laurie Notaro's I Love Everybody (and Other Atrocious Lies): True Tales of a Loudmouth Girl (again) in like two days, and peed myself laughing. Highly recommended. I also devoured The Broke Diaries by Angela Nissel in, like, a mere few days. Laughed until I peed. Also highly recommended.

Wishing: income. Lots of it. Other than that, life's pretty good.

I couldn't be more The current mood of ronkc@diaryland.com at www.imood.com right now.

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16 October 2001 | 2:00 PM

Pre-Boarding

Okay.

My plane leaves in 1 hour. I�m here at the airport. Because I had to plug in here on the floor, I end up facing these two men totally engrossed in the baseball game being shown on the television just over my left shoulder. I like to think that they�re totally engrossed in me, but one is old and now asleep, and the other is a little scruffy, so it�s no use.

So I get in and checked in fine, only, because of the random carry-on-baggage checks, they pick every twelfth passenger, tear their belongings apart, and rub their bodies with a plastic objects that beeps if you�re a bad person. Since I was the twenty-fourth passenger to check in, this means me. So I anxiously await for some flight attendant to snoop through my things. If there were a provocative-undergarment-merchant nearby, I would hide some totally skimpy thong in there, and when they saw it, I would just look at him and wink. My hope is that this action will get on the plane more quickly.

They say that sharp things aren�t allowed. I hope the rosary is okay.

So, yeah. Mom kept asking me if I had a good time, if I�m coming back, et cetera. My answer to her, of course, is, �Yeah,� and �Probably.� I figure if I don�t give her anything concrete, she won�t get too upset when I inform her that I don�t want to go back home. She skipped out on me when I got there because my step-father didn�t feel like waiting!! No. I�m not going back. How can I be sure they�ll still be living there if I can�t be sure that they�ll be there to pick me up? I can�t. I�ll be spending December 25th in a dorm room. I�ll have a turkey TV dinner or something. I�ll get a temp job with maintenance or something. I�m not going home.

Random baggage checks should be starting any minute now. More later.

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