Last Call Before The End of the World

I have achieved packing!

And for the first time ever, I've managed to pare my luggage down to one (1) checked suitcase and one (1) carry-on, ie my laptop case that is also full of dvds and books. My purse does not count! I am very proud of myself.

Tomorrow is going to be the same old same old: bus to Caltrain to BART to Airtrain to airport to second airport to Albuquerque to home. I have a layover in Phoenix, no idea how long. Hopefully long enough for me to eat and call my family, but we'll see, since last time I was supposed to go through Phoenix, I ended up in Las Vegas. I have my fingers crossed that this trip will fare better than trips of the past, but we all know how my travel luck usually shakes out. As long as I get home, I guess?

Should have internet when I get home *knocks on wood*. Either I'll be able to hook up directly with the ethernet cable, or, if worse comes to worse, I can use my dad's desktop. And it should only be a couple days, because once I get home we're taking Max in to get all shiny and fixed up and then I should have a new and functioning wireless card yay!

I think every time I go home, as much as I look forward to it, a part of me is really scared. What if my break goes by too fast? What if I don't make the most of my time? What if I don't get on with my family? What if my friends and I don't have anything in common any more? What if I've changed so much while I've been gone that I don't fit in back home now?

But you know what? Screw that line of thinking. I am going home, and I am going to see my family, and meet up with my friends, and sing carols, and eat awesome food, and goof off, and I am going to have a fabulous Christmas break. *grins*

And Now To Collapse and Die

I am alive in New Mexico. Trip was surprisingly uneventful. Made all my transfers fine, got the airport with plenty of time to spare, didn't have to walk too far, had time to eat lunch AND dinner. Both flights were fine, even if we had to sit at the gate an extra 40 minutes in Phoenix, which was terribly terribly boring since I'd already finished my book. I'm half waiting still for the other shoe to drop and, I don't know, the car to spontaneously explode or something. But really it was a good trip, all things considered, and all I can do is hope that this is going to be par for the course and not a strange aberration in the pattern.

Once I'm not dead tired, I may squee about Neverwhere, which despite  telyanofcelore 's reservations I thought lovely and brilliant and wonderful and many other good adjectives.

Am at my dad's now, which is full of unpacked boxes and wads of paper and other such signs of recent moving-in. I have no bed, but I do have a tiny thin narrow mattress on the floor. What I do not have is reliable internet - they haven't hooked up his cable/satellite yet, so my ethernet cable is nigh on useless. Luckily he has a broadband USB modem, but there is only one, and we are sharing it, so I can't be on when he is on. And since he does work on his computer, I may have to concede access to him a good bit of the time. Woe. And I will be completely without my computer for a day or two this week so Max can be taken to the shop. But after that, all my computer issues will hopefully be fixed.