pathological

so i’m off to monaco. in, oh, 11 hours or so.

not to sound ungrateful, but i’ll be glad when all this travelling is over. i feel like i haven’t really been home since late march. and i’m really tired. more than anything, i’m constantly confused as to where i am and what i’m supposed to be doing. and i really can never get in my head what day it is. like i keep asking ezra, “what time is it there?”

after monaco, the weekend after i’m down in lost angels for memorial day. and then i think the thurs/fri after that i’m in colorado for two days. i’m not really complaining about going on vacation. it’s all that other travelling that i’m done with.

i’ve developed this pathological thing where i can’t seem to pack for any lengthy trip earlier than the night before. and i mean the night before. the days, even the evening before i know i need to pack, and i can dutifully make lists and whatnot, but as to the actual packing, i put off for later. after the naps. after i watch this or that on tv. after i check on that thing on the web. after i blog. (happy now z?)

i guess i make it up anyway, sleeping on the plane. plus, i gots to stay awake to compensate for that lost day due to the date line, right? not that i’m flying over it, but i’m aware of it.

quick list: funny earplugs? check. plastic camera? check. overpriced ipod portable speakers? check. silk moneybelt? check. moleskine? check.

what i can never figure out is how many shoes to bring. oh, right. at least two. thanks.

Posted at May 18, 2004 3:52 AM