72 Hour Countdown

Holy crap in 72 hours I will be on a plane to New York.  This trip is happening.

There's a part of me that can't really believe that I will be a bum for the next 90 days.  I'm so used to doing some form of work, whether it's Old Navy, performing, school, or one of the many other random jobs I've had over the past few years.  I'm not sure what I'm going to be doing with all of this free time, but I am CERTAINLY going to enjoy it!

Yesterday was my last day at work, and my manager proposed the idea of me working a 4 hour shift in Hawaii to ensure that I do not get dropped from the system.  While I do not love the idea of having to work while on vacation (the two ideas seem to clash...) I might be interested to see what working in Hawaii is like.  Who knows.. maybe if I like it I'll put this whole " im gonna be a performer" thing on the backburner again and become a surfer bum.

Then again, I probably don't need any more sun damage.  My SPF 4 has probably not treated me well.

ANYWAYS, now I'm in full laundry/planning/packing mode, and it is a bitch!  Suitcases should probably hold more stuff.. it would help me out a LOT.  As I type this, I have a webpage loading regarding "how to military roll clothing."  Hopefully it helps, as I need all the frickin help I can get to make sure I actually depart!

But seriously.. I'm fucking EXCITED.  I. CAN'T. WAIT.