*sigh*

I hate flying. I wish I didn’t. I don’t know where it came from and it wasn’t so bad when I was younger (otherwise that Tahiti, Australia, NZ trip never would have happened, believe it!). Been thinking maybe I should read a book or see someone about it, just to chill me out. It’s a lack of control thing.
I bought our tix tonight for NYC/Boston/CT. That is why this is coming up. Now I can dread the next month of waiting for the flight, and the sighs of relief each time we touch down safely. There are no direct flights from Newark to Portland, or Portland to Boston. More takeoffs. I used to love takeoffs as a kid. What the hell happened?
Today DLJ and I saw Kung Fu Hustle. Brilliant. Hitchhiker will be next. Can’t wait to hear Alan’s Marvin…purrrrrrrrr.
We also went to a nice British pub in Portland. I realized that I have not had a decent set of fish and chips since moving here. For shame. They were yummy and the place had Sarson’s vinegar. Yes! *fist pump*
So, yes. Tickets to my college reunion. I don’t know what it will be like going there with DLJ. Conn is SO important to me, and there’s a lot of very personal memories there. I will laugh and cry and get overwhelmed a lot, I think. I want to share it with him, but at the same time, so much of it is so godamned personal. I couldn’t share it if I tried, it’s locked away in my heart and my core where no one can really understand it save a very select few who where there at the time. I am looking forward to it, but am not sure what behavior or memories will be dredged up, either to be held to the light, acknowledged with a grin, or only glimpsed in a passing gaze.

Or maybe everyone will just get drunk and pass out.

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