I'm headed to DC. There's work to do and I've already cancled more flights than I care to in a month. Also, I have only the clothes on my back. As I told Claire's father, "right now it's 'what you see is what you get.'"
The worst thing for me is that I don't have my iPod. A few CDs won't see me through. Fortunately, Claire loaned me a BBC radio play of the Hobbit, so I can geek out and drive at the same time.
I'm only a little bitter that I won't hear the thrilling conclusion of the story I was listening to on the way out here.
I will, however, be taking it nice and slow on the way back. This will be a new experience for me, since I am always rushing. I'm looking forward to it, a bit. A little time to rest my mind in preperation for my Further Holiday Travels.
And of course if this doesn't work I'll just pop in to Mike O'Brien's homestead and try to talk my way into a warm bed for the night. Either that or I'll move in with Keith. They won't mind, right?
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