Hit the road, Mia

I’ve already begun my traveling for Washington. Although I’m not flying out until tomorrow, I’m driving down to Greensboro right now with my mom to stay with her. I live in Asheville which is in the western part of North Carolina but flying from Greensboro (the smack-middle of NC) is less expensive and less of a hassle. With my mom living within minutes of the city, I am able to comfortably stay a night with her before boarding my plane tomorrow morning.

I should probably know my flight time. And my flight number. And my name. I have just been so frazzled this week that I can’t seem to remember anything. I’m well known for being organized and put-together but, in the past 36 hours, I have managed to lose a $500 charm bracelet and nearly thought I lost my rental locker keys at the gym this morning (guess where they were—in the lock of the locker…). All I would like to do is arrive in DC in one piece…both physically and mentally thankyouverymuch.

My flight is around 10 a.m. I believe (I DO have the flight times but they are in the trunk of the car at the moment) so that means that I will be arriving in DC around 11:30. I’m a little curious to see how my arrival goes since I’ll be in a huge airport all by myself and my grandma has convinced me that I am going to be kidnapped and raped.

Other than that, I’m thrilled to be going to the conference! I absolutely love the bustling city of Washington and all the suit and ties you see on the streets (cue Justin Timberlake).It also has a thriving gay community. Now, I don’t know about y’all, but I seriously just love gay people. I think I might love them more than straight people. But, really, when you but a hetero beside a homo, who are you really gonna choose? That’s what I thought.

I don’t know how I began talking about gay people but this is my blog, right? Right?

I suppose I’ll just blog about anything really because I think it’s kind of fun. It’s especially entertaining when you’re stuck in the car in the middle of no where for three hours and all you want to do is go pee but you’re not going to bother asking to stop.

I suppose I’ll sign off with that note. I hope all of you have to pee now because of me. You probably deserve it anyway.


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