Awww. Here I am with my friend's bunny, Booey, and her housemate's pitbull, Sugar. Sugar has yet to bite Booey's face off, in fact, they're best buds. I'm leaving the country for the first time tomorrow. 12 hours on a United Airlines, Boeing 747 will be my toture chamber. I've never flown over water and I've never been on a plane this long, so I have a bit of anxiety about it. I have entrusted Jackalopie with my arrangements in case shards of metal tear my body apart in the event of a crash. He gets to inherit my killer cd collection where the majority of my music was acquired from ages 11 - 20. There's some awesome music in there that includes my electronica phase in junior high, to my punk phase in early high school, to my indie phase in late high school and finally to my whatever phase after that.
In case I never come back because I am dead, here are a few things I'd like to say...
Parents - I died a virgin
Sister - It's okay if you have more babies because I clearly will not be having any
Jackalopie - Ghost Cho will be watching you so never fall in love again
Lolo - I'm telling you, flax seeds really help you poo!
Arcadio - Getting a replacement violist is not easy. But getting a replacement violist with my skill will be a piece of cake!
Nigel - "mong mong, arf arf, woof woof and grrrr!"
And to everyone else - Love you lots and I will most likely see you when I get back with a buttload of boring pictures and decorative keychains and magnets.
I can be a bit dramatic, huh? :)
