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I'm Totally Tripping.
Jan. 11th, 2009 02:51 pmI probably should have mentioned this before, but I'm going to Boston tomorrow morning.
Many of you had already assumed that, since I'm part of the team running the MIT Mystery Hunt. It's going to be a busy week, since I'm also going to try to spend some time at the major sci-fi convention in Boston on the same weekend. I mean, of course, ZyzzlCon 3009.
I've been behind on planning since December, and there's no reason this should be any exception, I suppose. Here's what my scehdule looks like at the moment:
I leave the house at about 6 a.m. to take the Metro and the Flyaway to LAX for a 9:00 a.m. flight. Arrive in Boston at about 7:45 p.m. Somehow, I'm going to get myself over to the house of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shadesong, with whom I'll be spending the beginning of the week.
Then there's a big fuzzy block of "Yay, Shadesong" with no clear plans. I think my presence is demanded at Diesel at some point, and I may end up doing some pre-prep for the Hunt as well if Miss Song gets tired of me.
On Thursday, the major Hunt prep starts, and I head over to MIT to generally memorize how the Hunt works. More specifically, I'll be REDACTEDing the REDACTEDs for REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED. Man, when you see the REDACTEDs we've REDACTED, you're going to REDACTED!
Thursday night, I think I'm going to be staying with Greg to sleep before Hunt. Then there's Hunt, which is Hunt. I'm sure there'll be some sleep somehow, but mostly it will be Hunt.
If the Hunt ends on Sunday, I'll head over to Arisia to see Song's party. If Hunt is still going on, then Hunt will still be Hunt.
Then there's some undetermined sleep and stuff, leaving Boston at 3:30 p.m., and arriving back at LAX at 9:11 p.m.
One of the roughest things about this trip is that the Hunt isojouchan and my anniversary. This year, we've been dating for five years. The trip to Vegas last week was our way of celebrating it, but there's still something sad about not having her there with me. And something sadder about leaving her at home; I'll have lots of thigns to distract me, but she'll still be working and doing the same things here.
But five years isn't anything to sneeze at. And wer're proud of how strong our love, our friendship, our trust, and out relationship have grown. A few thousand miles for a few days ain't gonna do nothing to harm that.
Ojou is helping me pack today, which should help. But already I feel stressed and rushed. I want to spend time just holding her, but I keep thinking of things I need to be doing, things I need to have done, things I need to take care of. My memory is getting weirded out to. I'm remembering things I "have to do" more than the reasons why I have to do them. So my list is full of things that Ojou has to remind me don't actually have to be done anymore.
My cell phone has been dead or inoperative for some time now. To top it off, the phone was put through a load of laundry the other day. But it seems to be working, with only some minor LCD-screen warping. But I don't really have anybody's numbers in it. But my cell number is, miraculously, the same.
Sigh, I see some notsleep in my future.
Many of you had already assumed that, since I'm part of the team running the MIT Mystery Hunt. It's going to be a busy week, since I'm also going to try to spend some time at the major sci-fi convention in Boston on the same weekend. I mean, of course, ZyzzlCon 3009.
I've been behind on planning since December, and there's no reason this should be any exception, I suppose. Here's what my scehdule looks like at the moment:
I leave the house at about 6 a.m. to take the Metro and the Flyaway to LAX for a 9:00 a.m. flight. Arrive in Boston at about 7:45 p.m. Somehow, I'm going to get myself over to the house of
shadesong, with whom I'll be spending the beginning of the week.Then there's a big fuzzy block of "Yay, Shadesong" with no clear plans. I think my presence is demanded at Diesel at some point, and I may end up doing some pre-prep for the Hunt as well if Miss Song gets tired of me.
On Thursday, the major Hunt prep starts, and I head over to MIT to generally memorize how the Hunt works. More specifically, I'll be REDACTEDing the REDACTEDs for REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED. Man, when you see the REDACTEDs we've REDACTED, you're going to REDACTED!
Thursday night, I think I'm going to be staying with Greg to sleep before Hunt. Then there's Hunt, which is Hunt. I'm sure there'll be some sleep somehow, but mostly it will be Hunt.
If the Hunt ends on Sunday, I'll head over to Arisia to see Song's party. If Hunt is still going on, then Hunt will still be Hunt.
Then there's some undetermined sleep and stuff, leaving Boston at 3:30 p.m., and arriving back at LAX at 9:11 p.m.
One of the roughest things about this trip is that the Hunt is
ojouchan and my anniversary. This year, we've been dating for five years. The trip to Vegas last week was our way of celebrating it, but there's still something sad about not having her there with me. And something sadder about leaving her at home; I'll have lots of thigns to distract me, but she'll still be working and doing the same things here.But five years isn't anything to sneeze at. And wer're proud of how strong our love, our friendship, our trust, and out relationship have grown. A few thousand miles for a few days ain't gonna do nothing to harm that.
Ojou is helping me pack today, which should help. But already I feel stressed and rushed. I want to spend time just holding her, but I keep thinking of things I need to be doing, things I need to have done, things I need to take care of. My memory is getting weirded out to. I'm remembering things I "have to do" more than the reasons why I have to do them. So my list is full of things that Ojou has to remind me don't actually have to be done anymore.
My cell phone has been dead or inoperative for some time now. To top it off, the phone was put through a load of laundry the other day. But it seems to be working, with only some minor LCD-screen warping. But I don't really have anybody's numbers in it. But my cell number is, miraculously, the same.
Sigh, I see some notsleep in my future.