Mixed

No images at the moment. Maybe I'll add some later. It's just too difficult when borrowing other people's computers. How much do I wish I had my own computer right now? So very much indeed. What I really would like is one of those small netbooks for traveling. Lets face it- all I want to do when I travel is pretty much the Internet. A netbook would be perfect. Alas.

So the trip was okay I guess. I popped 1.5 mg of xanax before the flight which had me pretty well sleep before take-off. The guy sitting next to me was sort of chatty though, so that kept me from passing out entirely, although I did eventually. The flight was intermittently turbulent however, so I kept jerking awake in a panic. This must have happened no less than ten times, so it wasn't great, although I don't think I ever had a full fledged panic. It still wasn't fun.

Met my mother in the car outside and we drove home where I promptly passed out for real. Woke up probably a bit too early but managed to get about six hours of sleep so the jet lag hasn't been awful. Then Friday was spent rushing about getting shoes and then going to a seamstress to get the bridesmaid dress altered. What a mess. The alterations are going to cost me more than the dress, but what could I do? I could have possibly ordered a size smaller, but possibly not. It would have been questionable and the last thing you want in a dress is questionable on the small side. So I went for the larger size, but it's seriously way too large and needs drastic surgery. It's not so bad in the body, but the bodice is ridiculous and they're basically going to have to completely rebuild it. Plus it has stays in it, so it's not as simple as it looks. Oh well. In the end, I'll have a lovely dress that fits well and I can wear again. And the bride covered the base cost of the dress, so in the end... it's fine. It's more astonishing than anything else really.

Then I got dropped at Penn Station to take the train down to DC. Luckily no one sat next to me so I had the double seat to myself which was comfortable. I read some magazines and then decided to test out my tolerance for naughty behavior by watching one of the 'Training of O' porn videos I'd downloaded to my mp3 player. I was conscious of the fact that there were children in the seats around me and sat carefully so no one passing in the aisle could see the screen, and also, no one could catch a reflection in the window either. I watched the entire thing and rather enjoyed it, and not only because I was watching it on the train.

Then my friends M and T picked me up from the train station and we went for dinner at a Mexican restaurant by them which was very very tasty. We started with a pitcher of margaritas and then we went back to their house and had cosmopolitans and played scrabble. With all of that drinking, it made more sense for me to stay the night so I stayed in their guest room and T made breakfast this morning and they dropped me off at my dad's and so here I am.

Me and E are going to see a play this evening. I've tried calling S but she was out, so I'm sure I'll talk to her later and Easter is tomorrow so we'll sort out how that's all working. But otherwise I've hit the first lull in the trip. Nothing to do. At least I have the computer handy. But then it's not my computer, so I need to be mindful to clear the history every time I leave it.

I'm missing Heathrow a bit- mostly because he hasn't emailed me back for a couple of days. Not sure he's been on the computer at all, still, it's just that when I travel I feel disconnected from 'my life' and so I find I cling harder to things as if to remind myself they're actually there and I haven't somehow lost them. It makes me uneasy but I'm sure this is some personal problem and not at all a sign of something actually being amiss.

I hope that J isn't making too much of a mess of the flat....