Euro-trip: Prologue... again

We've reached the countdown. Only two weeks left in Austin. Wow. I've already got most of the things that need to be taken care of finished. Packages have been coming in all week and it's only now that I can contemplate on the bittersweet feelings that rise up from underneath due to my trip. I'm not sad that I'm leaving Austin, but rather the people that I've grown to care and love. I've already decided that I'm coming back and getting an apartment to myself for either half a year or a full year, just depending on what's available when November comes around. But what if nothing's the same when I finally return to Austin? I won't be the same. Or maybe I will be. But who's to say anyone else will be recognizable? Two months is a long time, so much can happen. I realize that even now, considering all that's happened to me in the past couple of months.

Oh well. Onward and upward. Never hesitate. Just do it.

Euro-trip: Prologue

Well, hell. This thing again? Didn't I realize before that blogs are a waste of time? My facebook links are much more interesting than any blog I could come up with.

I got to put all my Euro-trip experiences in one place, that way those who care can see that yes, I'm alive, and I'm probably having a more fun than I should be.

I purchased a couple of big items that make me excited to be going, like this super sweet backpack.

It's almost too big. Most of the items I'm planning on taking are cute, tiny, and electronic. Like my brand new iPod.

This has become my favorite thing. Ever. Seriously, how did I ever survive without it?

I've got three (!) more packages coming in from Amazon.com with more travel supplies. I'm pretty much set to be out of the country for as long as I want. I think the hardest part now is deciding what clothes to take.

I'm really looking forward to the flight to London from Newark. First class, baby. It's the only flight that will be first-class, but I figure I'll be exhausted by the time the end of October rolls around. But seriously, check out these seats:

A seat that converts into a bed? No other pesky passengers blocking the aisle or the view out the window? It even has an iPod charger. Excellent.

Now I just have to get through these next three weeks...

Cunt

Ok, there, I said it.

Aren't you now more interested than before?

After just finishing in my language change and variation class the section on semantic and lexical change, I can't help but feel like I should be able to say this without a problem.

Why is it that there are some many profane words to use that deal with the female body? The feminist comes out of me and I want to scream "Vagina, vagina, vagina!" at the top of my lungs just to get it out.

I know that I do stumble over these words when I'm describing myself or even that part of the anatomy in particular. Why? Shouldn't I be comfortable talking about myself with feeling embarrassed?

Blogger divine Caroline has some words to say about all of this. I highly suggest you check out here article.

Until then, keep it real.

Complete and Utter Waste of Time... yet, highly amused.

xkcd

This has been my obsession for the past hour... or two. Blah! I’m worthless and I realize this, but it’s so damn addicting. Maybe it’s just that I see so much of myself in these.

Dude, you're right about gas

I'm totally with Frugal Dad on this one.

He writes about how gas prices really aren't that high if you consider it on a personal level. And when you think about the people who do the complaining, like the guys who drive big trucks just so they can go muddin', it's really just ridiculous.

Take a look at his article, and while you're at it, check out his whole blog. I know that I'm adding him to my blog list... Once I get a blog list up.