Holiday 2009 [Day 1]

December 23rd through the 4th of January. That's a long time but for two cities, that's not really long at all. And for as much as I feel like I need a break from the bubble, SF, that doesn't seem long at all. Let me count the days in my head... 13 days. Today [Wednesday] I'm flying home to Baton Rouge. Flight leaves at 2:35 and it's 7:42 now. I just went to grab a coffee. I should go for a walk since I won't be able to see the city and breath its air for the next two weeks. I need to pack tho. Maybe I'll get that outta the way first. Now that i've grabbed some coffee, the wheels will start turning and I'll get everything to fall into place. I wonder how many joints i'll smoke before I go.

I'm always a little anxious about going home. The reality of being back in a place that I left gladly and never want to live in again. It's been 8 years since I left but I go back at least once a year.

I don't know what makes it so anxiety inducing. I am glad to be getting out of SF, though. Work is overwhelmingly underwhelming. My performance in life isn't where I'd like it to be. I can't even focus long enough to figure out what needs to be done before I leave. It's been nice not having Gretch the Retch in the apartment. The goal is to allow the next two weeks shape the next two months, two years, etc.

Focusing on discipline and self-understanding is important. There will be things that I won't want to change because they are comfortable.

I'm posting the vacation on A4A even though I won't be able to hang out until Monday or Tuesday of next week. I'm going to try to post for both baton rouge and Houston.

I spoke to Jenna and Jordan this morning. That was crazy. Here are some outtakes:

"I'm the one with HIV and you're the one dying. WTF?"-J. Beroid

"I can but... If I found out I was the same blood type, I might."

Gimme two g's for my kidney... ok, 850 each. Or you gon die, how bout that.

I wanna slit his throat for him. He's so depressing.