Winter Break Plans
Dec. 19th, 2012 05:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sorcyressMy winter break started about two and a half hours ago. It's nothing like the month long extravaganza that was college breaks, but it's a hell of a lot better than last year, when I was working food service, and had to work on New Years. And for only thirteen days, I intend to pack a lot of interesting in.
See, tomorrow morning at *phenomenally early*, Sparr and I get on an aeroplane and head out to Chicago. Like, early enough that we're taking the T tonight and staying on the floor of the airport. Again.
We're in Chicago for variable amounts of time over Christmas. That's not really the ridiculous part, though I'm hoping to get to hang with a friend of ours while we're out there, plus all the Very Necessary parental interference and harassment of younger siblings. No, the ridiculous part of my winter break comes when I return home.
So, on the 28th, I'm gonna fly home (having sent Sparr back two days earlier), landing at Logan around 10:30PM or so (barring disaster). I'll get to the house. I'll set down my bags. I'll pick up a more different bag. And Nurit and Genni and Tricia and I will pile into the car and start driving.
Nurit, you see, is from The South. She holds a love for Waffle House that is surpassed only by her love for bacon. And we just don't have such glorious beasts up here in the godless north. So we're gonna road trip to Waffle House. Somewhere along the trip, we're gonna acquire at least three more people, at least one more car, and oh yeah I'm gonna get dumped off in the middle of a city where I have spent essentially zero time before.
A day or two in Philly with ~*~<3 GALIA!!!!! <3~*~ (yes she deserves that much ridiculous around her name, Galia is THE BEST) and then I grit my teeth and square my jaw and ring in the New Year with dancing. A lot of dancing.
I'm going to Hogmanay. Which has all the same problems as Pinewoods, only warped madly by my Rituals of New Years. I _will_ sob, my only hope is that I can do so artfully or alone.
(Because maybe if I say the worst, it can't come true.)
Straight from Hogmanay back to Boston (the 1st will be a day of travel for me, rather than games, or waffles. I am very sad for this.) and a little bit of sleep. And then...school in the morning. New Year.
Let's see how well I can lead to it.
See, tomorrow morning at *phenomenally early*, Sparr and I get on an aeroplane and head out to Chicago. Like, early enough that we're taking the T tonight and staying on the floor of the airport. Again.
We're in Chicago for variable amounts of time over Christmas. That's not really the ridiculous part, though I'm hoping to get to hang with a friend of ours while we're out there, plus all the Very Necessary parental interference and harassment of younger siblings. No, the ridiculous part of my winter break comes when I return home.
So, on the 28th, I'm gonna fly home (having sent Sparr back two days earlier), landing at Logan around 10:30PM or so (barring disaster). I'll get to the house. I'll set down my bags. I'll pick up a more different bag. And Nurit and Genni and Tricia and I will pile into the car and start driving.
Nurit, you see, is from The South. She holds a love for Waffle House that is surpassed only by her love for bacon. And we just don't have such glorious beasts up here in the godless north. So we're gonna road trip to Waffle House. Somewhere along the trip, we're gonna acquire at least three more people, at least one more car, and oh yeah I'm gonna get dumped off in the middle of a city where I have spent essentially zero time before.
A day or two in Philly with ~*~<3 GALIA!!!!! <3~*~ (yes she deserves that much ridiculous around her name, Galia is THE BEST) and then I grit my teeth and square my jaw and ring in the New Year with dancing. A lot of dancing.
I'm going to Hogmanay. Which has all the same problems as Pinewoods, only warped madly by my Rituals of New Years. I _will_ sob, my only hope is that I can do so artfully or alone.
(Because maybe if I say the worst, it can't come true.)
Straight from Hogmanay back to Boston (the 1st will be a day of travel for me, rather than games, or waffles. I am very sad for this.) and a little bit of sleep. And then...school in the morning. New Year.
Let's see how well I can lead to it.