choices choices
After the short trip home last weekend, I realized that I should be doing such things more often. I’m pretty bad with keeping in touch with people, so it seems like the best, and most fun, thing to do is just show up at their doorstep. Not literally of course, I do need someone to pick me up at the airport.
I think that Minneapolis is next on the list. Prices look decent. The only downfall is the damn red-eye flights are the cheapest. Don’t those airlines know how hard it is to sleep on a plane? In coach? Not that I would know if it is any easier to sleep somewhere else on a plane. I think they frown upon laying out in the isles, and for what, the beverage cart? Nothing jug of coffee can’t handle I guess.
I’m thinking just after my year review will be the best time. Mid May. I’ll be able to celebrate how poor I am and being old all in one glorious trip. Thinking about my year review means that I’ve been out here for almost a year. (Capitan obvious wrote that last line) Thats just freakin’ crazy. A year ago today I was deciding that I needed to get on with my life. Seems a little odd that just tonight I watched Two Roads to Baja, and about this time last year, I was googleing MillenWorks and finding clips from the DVD. It makes you think about your perceptions of a place. I thought it would be so cool to work on that FJ. It got a little frustrating after a while…
6 comes mighty early on Monday mornings, off to sleep.