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Neeeeeew thermal hennnnnnnley shirt....

*wraps self up in thermal goodness*

In terms of five year olds, my Christmas might really have sucked, but since I am not five, my Christmas RULED. I got a new thermal shirt (just arrived today), three new corduroy shirts, two new t-shirts, new jeans, new boxers, and new pyjamas. I could go for two whole days without wearing anything that wasn't new!

AND I got books and a bath mat!

Sorry, I'm just realising all this today as I try to figure out how I'm getting it all back to school when I leave tomorrow. And when I do get it back to school I'm going to throw out several elderly, patched, threadbare items of clothing. Actually I'm going to put them in a big pile and dance gleefully on them and then throw them out. I'd give them to the Salvation Army but even homeless people don't want my clothes. Especially the shorts with the camo-patterned patches in bad places (hey, I ride a bike, things get worn).

Except my green corduroy. Cos I love it and will wear it until it literally falls off of me and then I will make socks out of it or something. (the best part of the green coduroy is that you can tell what shape my pack is by the worn patches on the back and the one worn diagonal line across the front where my pack strap rubs it).

*off to sit in henley and pyjama trousers and read Boston: Then And Now*

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Off I go into the wild blue yonder tomorrow, hoping it's not quite as wild as the security alerts lead us to believe...

I have Packed my Bags, despite luggage anxiety. I think part of could be the fact that:

Last time I flew into school, I had to walk half a mile with my bags before I could get to transportation that would take me home (long story, so not going into it.)

Last time I flew anywhere, I ended up standing by the side of the road at 11pm while a tow truck hoisted the remains of our car and rolled it away.

Last time I took a suitcase anywhere, the FAA pried it open and destroyed it.

Whine, bitch, moan. :P

The only good thing about traveling tomorrow is that once I arrive home the only responsibility I have is to crawl into bed with my red down comforter and pass out.