I have just returned from the land of salt, sand and sun and bumming on the beach to a place of internet and contact with the outside world. Unfortunately, this means I have only now discovered that in 4 days I am to have a round trip plane ticket to New Zealand purchased, an application completed and my passport submitted to some office in Connecticut. Have I mentioned my passport is in Nebraska, I'm in Tennessee, and my parents are in Germany? Oh crap. I'm not ready for the rush.
Not to mention I'm sitting alone in an empty office in the industrial part of town. It's a little creepy.
And I don't know where I'm going to be sleeping tomorrow.
This could be interesting.