I'm officially watching the clock. Sitting here at (go on, judge) Starbucks-- where the coffee still sucks, but the internet is free... Tonight? Probably some celebratory beers, followed by some necessary packing... then tomorrow: a flight to Tokyo, then to Gold Coast, then finally to Melbourne.
In short, I'll be living at various airports for the next two days--- The good news: after innumerable years purchasing spontaneous flights to the other side of the globe- I've finally developed my
'How-to-not-feel-totally-disgusting-after-37+-hours-showerless-in-airplanes' survival pack.
Are you ready? The secrets I'm about to reveal may in fact blow your fucking mind.
* tooth brush and paste. total life saver.
* lotion--- skin gets soooo dry with all that circulated plane air
* an extra pair of clean underwear. incredible.
*2 or 3 half finished novels-- assuming you can't find a Vogue in english anywhere
* that just-dusted-off journal. you know, for any last minute fits of introspection.
*and finally-- for that long-awaited arrival at 'THE' destination? some mascara and lip gloss. duh.
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| who says I'm not the nest building nurturing type! go fuck yourself! |
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| sweaty and wasted. and apparently with a knife? |
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| Fun times with ipod lights and exposed flash settings.... |
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