20 days and counting

Yeahp. 20 days until I leave. This time three weeks from now I'll be writing journal entries from Nagareyama, Japan. Fuckin crazy.

That means of course, that there are an increasingly narrow number of things left to do, which, of course, are increasingly significant in importance.
Like, for instance, organizing my super ultra wicked crazy going away party. I need to work on that now, and get things figured out. This party is going to have to be nuts.
And then there are other things like, seeing Liesl, and all my friends for some acceptable amount of time. I am going to be making a lot of road trips, it would seem.
That, and I have to go through all my worldly possessions and determine which of them can be discarded or sold, and which I just can't live without and need to be shipped to me in Japan.

Which, of course, I'm sure I can accomplish fairly easily, but, it will be time consuming and a bit of a pain.
I also have to find some way to convert this into some sort of running journal for my experiences for Japan, since this will continue to be my journal when I get there as well.
Which will be interesting, because I will have to let the super cynic part go every now and again to allow the people who might look at it to see what's going on out here. Though, I will admit, the likelihood of anyone reading this then is about as good as it is now, slim to none. I think there are maybe two, three tops people I know who actually pay this thing any amount of attention, which, come to think of it, isn't exactly all that bad, because once publicized, anyone who reads this or comments on it will probably be the small group of people I'll actually give a damn to keep in contact with. Odd how that works.

Anyway, Whitney came by today, she gave me a call after she got off work, and we went out for sushi. It was a blast, we had a good time. She's way stoked for the System of a Down concert tonight, and I can't say I blame her. I wish I were going. This weekend is going to be insane, with the pajama jammy jam tomorrow night, the thrice concert sunday and the coheed show on monday. just plain out insane. I'm way stoked. Way. Stoked.

UUUUGH And I hate that every time I think I've made a decision about someone, and can stop liking someone, they call me up out of the blue and have a great time with each other and make me start liking them tons, all over again. Thanks. I really appreciate that. UGH!