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Tick... tick... tick...
Jan. 3rd, 2007 02:07 pmTwo days since I've packed. Two hours to leaving work. Six hours to plane boarding. (Ninety minutes since last checking LJ.)
And M's started some interesting speculation on Torchwood, I've having this great conversation, For Better or for Worse has started a cliffhanger story, and I'm all... "er, this stuff is interesting, do I really have to leave today? Without computer access?"
(But then I think of John. In striped tights. And not getting up at 4am anymore to try to pre-adjust to the time change. And it's all worth it again. At this point I'm not sure what thrills me more, the notion of John or the notion of staying asleep at 4am!)
For the f-list, 4 1/2 days of my not talking nonstop about this trip, followed by a bunch of trip reports and then getting on with mundanity...
And M's started some interesting speculation on Torchwood, I've having this great conversation, For Better or for Worse has started a cliffhanger story, and I'm all... "er, this stuff is interesting, do I really have to leave today? Without computer access?"
(But then I think of John. In striped tights. And not getting up at 4am anymore to try to pre-adjust to the time change. And it's all worth it again. At this point I'm not sure what thrills me more, the notion of John or the notion of staying asleep at 4am!)
For the f-list, 4 1/2 days of my not talking nonstop about this trip, followed by a bunch of trip reports and then getting on with mundanity...
