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Notes to self:
Unless it involves saving the innocent or a close family member's wedding or something, never ever EVER travel at xmastime.
Loneliness will not kill you.
Neither will mom's rib roast. (The pound-and-a-half baked potato might, but you didn't HAVE to eat it ALL.)
Bring a book. Always bring a book.
Unless it involves saving the innocent or a close family member's wedding or something, never ever EVER travel at xmastime.
Loneliness will not kill you.
Neither will mom's rib roast. (The pound-and-a-half baked potato might, but you didn't HAVE to eat it ALL.)
Bring a book. Always bring a book.
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*having a moment of pure, unadulterated disbelief*
I forgot to pack my contact lenses once. I forgot my *wallet* once. But never, ever have I not brought a book.
*tsk*
:):)
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I did pack a copy of Off Our Backs (funny ad on the back. "Men. Can't live with 'em... Don't have to!"), but what one needs when one is alone and surrounded by the sound of David Letterman and the sight of way too many empty pudding and yogurt containers is a trashy murder mystery. I would go down to mom's and grab one, but it's dark outside and I'm chicken. Tomorrow I will stock up.