Now only a couple hours until we leave for Japan and, to quote Sir Balian from Kingdom of Heaven, “We have made our preparations as well as they can be made.”
Now only a couple hours until we leave for Japan and, to quote Sir Balian from Kingdom of Heaven, “We have made our preparations as well as they can be made.”
I am staying up in order to better facilitate my switch over to Japan time. Hisako, however, couldn’t stand the heat, and so got out of the kitchen, so to speak, i.e. is now asleep in the other room.
I just now finished adding a third row to the cuffs of my jacket, and my fingers feel like hamburger.
I’m hungry, and vaguely nervous, this being the first time in my adult life to leave the country, and that for a place as different from my own as can be reasonably imagined.
My jacket now looks tough as fuck, though.
Too bad TSA sucks goat scrotums, and won’t let me wear it onboard. Actually, what I really want to do is sew on the plane. I keep considering making an attempt at bringing a covert sewing kit aboard, but were it to be discovered, a major bummer would likely ensue.
Ah well, fuck it. I could sequester a spare sewing needle in my bag, grab some floss at the airport, and toss a few patches into my carry-on… Aw fuck, but I would need scissors too!
Balls!!
Anyway, gonna make some food now.
Rock and roll.
Hey, it’s Barker Jon B. How about having one of your eyeballs replaced with a cutting laser while you’re there? At least then you can sew on the return flight.