| Question: When are you leaving? |
[Jul. 20th, 2005|04:03 pm] |
Answer:
There is one box in my apartment that I have begun to fill.
Thing is I have no idea when I'm moving. I have a ticket to Tehran leaving next week, on the 27th. Problem is that I don't have a ticket coming back. According to the travel agent, everyone is trying to get out of Iran right now, so all the seats are booked. Clearly, I'm not leaving unless I have a ticket back. Anyway, so all I can do right now is plan as if I were going to leave next week anyway, have all my stuff packed and just kind of be ready to take off whenever the agent can find me a ticket. It's kind of a weird way to live, I can't lie.
My lease runs out July 30th. There's not that much to pack and I won't exactly be unpacking it at my parent's house.
If I get to Iran, it will be for two weeks before I return to Seattle. If I don't get to Iran, well, then it wasn't meant to be. Either way, I will drive across the country with my father, August 12th. I think it will be hell. But I just tell myself that no matter how those few days of driving go, we'll always have that to share. He's already leaving voicemails asking me minute questions about which route we should take ("I don't care. The quickest way, none of this sightseeing bullshit. I just want to get to Pittsburgh.") It will be the seminal Father Delivers Daughter to New Life plot.
Oh, except that I have nowhere to live until September 20th, when my future prof hands her house over to me. Yes, that's right. I've been looking for one-month sublets on craigslist, not much luck yet. But this is the weird part: I am strangely calm about this. I figure it will get worked out.
I am alternately completely terrified and completely excited about starting a new part of my life.
Last night, I had three pieces of chocolate mousse cake at Nikoel's place.
I think it was Dylan that said "life is what happens while you're busy making other plans." |
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I will be thinking of you when I eat that last piece of chocolate mousse tonight.
Um, Nikoel, do you have a hot tub???
Didn't you know that? I'm trying to have people over in small groups so we don't get too rowdy and bother the upstairs neighbors. I will let you know. *mwah!
I think that was John Lennon.
quite right Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans. John Lennon (1940 - 1980), "Beautiful Boy" via http://www.quotationspage.com/
all those hippies mix me up ;)
but it was dylan mckay who said: "All is fair in love and volleyball." source
Oh, I know how you feel about hippies! | |
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