I’m awake long before my alarm is supposed to go off. It’s only 4:30 am and I’m still sleepy, but I’ve slept as much as my body’s going to let me…for now. My Grandma will be here in an hour to pick me up and take me to the airport – YAY! Is it strange that I’m excited to go on the plane so I can read Southwest’s new in flight magazine?!
I’m hungry right now too, but I know I’ll have to wait till I get past security. Not only am I hungry, but I’m sad because I can’t stop and get my London Fog from Satellite because I can’t take it with me past security. 🙁 Now I’ll have to settle for overpriced coffee and a not-so-good burrito. Sad times.
On a happier note: I’M GOING TO SAN FRANCISCO TODAY!!!!!
On a completely unrelated note: I think it’s official that I like foam soap more than liquid soap. Yup. I used to be completely anti foam soap because I liked making my liquid soap foam. There was a joy in seeing the little bubbles after rubbing your hands together long enough. Now, compared to the soap that is over foaming in my hands, I feel as though the liquid soap really isn’t doing much. And, in true American fashion, I think I’m overworking for the soap.
WOW. It’s 4:38 on a Friday morning and I’m talking about soap…
I may write from the airport when I get there after my $5 cup o’ Joe and $7 greasy, not spicy, thing they call a burrito.