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Alright. It's official. I am flying south for the winter. And I'm not even being facetious. Hong Kong or bust, as they said back in the old west. Yeah, you know they said it. Those... pioneers... headed for... Hong Kong. It's only a few more hours west of the Oregon coast, right? And south. Right. South.

My only real concern about this trip has nothing to do with the possibility of spending New Years alone or wandering the streets of Hong Kong solo-style while my family is out doing their business. No, it's really just the issue of jetlag. Don't get me wrong, I'm no stranger to jetlag.

ie: Tokyo to Boston circa 1989


It's just been a while since I've had to deal with it big-time. London in 2003, to be exact. But this is going to be a 12 hour re-adjustment. So I've got to start strategizing. Now-ish. I'm thinking I might subject myself to a 36 hour staying-awake fest, not crashing until I absolutely have to, in order to make up for the change. BRILLIANT, i say.

So many reasons I can't wait for this trip:

1) family. primarily, the Con-man.
2) escape from all this WORKKKK
3) escape from specific people that I really don't want to deal with or think about, who.. i won't have to deal with, or think about, while i'm away! hooray!
4) layover in CHICAGO!!! visiting all the people that I love! BiH especially. And Jon, of course.

In other news, I've got to get back to work. Enjoy your last days in Hell, bitches.


QUOTE OF THE DAY
(extracted from an IM conversation between Keith and his friend... long, but entirely worthy)
this chick obviously doesn't know keith very well.

Keith: OH FUCK!
Keith: the puppy died
Rachel: what?
Keith: I thought it could hold it's breath for longer
Keith: whoops
Keith: anyway, what are you doing there?
Rachel: what are u talking about?
Rachel: why is the dog dead?
Rachel: ew wahtd u do?
Keith: I was holding it's head under water
Keith: and
Keith: um
Keith: there was an accident
Rachel: why?
Keith: and now it's dead
Keith: to torture it
Rachel: i hope youre not talking bout a real dog
Keith: if you could be any animal, what would you be?
Keith: I'd be a candiru fish
Rachel: dont change the subject
Rachel: thats not a real dog right?
Keith: um
Keith: maybe
Rachel: u seriously killed a dog today?????????
Rachel: like literally w your physical hands killed something?
Rachel: who are u?
Keith: if I did, would you know a good recipe?
Rachel: please say youre kidding?
Keith: ok, I'm kidding
Rachel: are u really kdding or just saying tht?
Keith: I'M SORRY! I thought it could hold it's breath for longer than it actually could
Keith: I mean we all make mistakes
Keith: nobody's perfect
Keith: I'm sure you've screwed up in your life
Rachel: why the hell would u be torturing it anyway?
Keith: I dunno
Keith: spite?
Rachel: what the hell did it do to you?
Keith: eh
Keith: nothing I guess
Rachel: think about it.... dogs dont hold their breath, thats why they do the doggie paddle!
Keith: that's why I was letting it back up for air periodically!
Keith: I just spaced it out too far
Rachel: are you on drugs?
Rachel: whos dog was it?
Rachel: if u did that to either of my dogs id literally kill you
Keith: it wasn't your dogs
Keith: it was this one I got from petco
Keith: I was just hoping to get more mileage out of it for what I paid
Rachel: how do u not feel worse about this? if i killed something id be like torturing myself and sobbing and stuff
Rachel: well maybe you shouldnt drown it!
Keith: I WASN'T TRYING TO DROWN IT! I KEEP TELLING YOU I WAS LETTING IT UP FOR AIR!
Keith: What kind of heartless bastard do you think I am?
Rachel: well until tonight i didnt think u were
Rachel: but omg keith!
Rachel: you dont sound like you even are upset at all about this!
Rachel: dogs arent little toys that you can break and then exchange for another one
Rachel: on that note i gotta go