...before I go...

Traveling makes me realize just how irresponsible, lazy, and absent minded I really am. Before I even go on my trip I have problems. First, I wait until the last minute to do the last minute things... Like, oh shit I'll be doing a lot of walking huh and all I have are my torn up Vans. Today I realized that I didn't exchange any cash into euros, knowing of course that I can do it at Charles De Guille but hey.. Wasn't I supposed to plan for this? Also waited till the last minute to call my airline and confirm my flight and when I did realize my mom spelled my name wrong on my ticket. Great! Just what I need the day before I go, I'm thinking they would send me off somewhere in the middle of nowhere and watch me suffer, all for a misspelled name. So after I figured that out with the airline I thought I was ready and.. That's what I like to call denial. I've got no money, no calling card, no shoes, and half a bathing suite. Hopefully France will accept me open armed, which would happen huh? In other news, I was at Albertson's with Anjali yesterday, what a date huh? And they like to play that background music so that you have that wonderful shopping experience and so I was singing along to "Black Velvet" and once I hit the ".. if you pleeeeease" this old man without even looking at me says "don't quit your day job" to which I so kindly responded, "I don't have a day job" and kept singing. Jerk. I know I can't sing but why does EVERYBODY have to point that out to me. Sigh. Well, off to Europe tomorrow. I am going to rip it up!!