Packing, part 2... I haven't done a lot of traveling since, well, you know... Just a quick weekend trip to Vegas with Mateo to get a tattoo. One thing that pisses me off about the changes since then is the fact that as I'm packing for my trip, I keep thinking about the things I'm packing in terms of how the security people will look at it. For instance; I have a toiletry bag, you know, those funny little bags you put your toothbrush and razor and crap like that in. But, as I'm packing my stuff it strikes me that the person looking at the X-Ray will probably also root through my shit, and if I use the toiletry bag they will have to open it and dig around, then close it and put it back. I don't give a damn about some random jackass digging around in my underwear, or anything, I just hate the hassle, and using the toiletry bag will be a hassle because it adds yet another enclosed space they have to paw through. So rather than be able to use a piece of luggage SPECIFICALLY DESIGNED to hold toiletries, I'm packing my shit in a Ziploc baggie. Of course, I didn't pack a razor, least I try and shave the flight crew (shock! horror!), and I didn't bring my electric razor, either, as they would see that on the X-Ray and get curious. Yet another hassle. So I'm going to be scruffy until I buy a disposable razor, no big deal for me as I'm usually sporting a few days worth of beard anyway, it's just annoying. I also won't be packing my little pill box, since that will be yet another hassle. So I have to put all my Melatonin (I have trouble sleeping) and aspirin in another baggie. I might as well just put all my stuff in a transparent plastic bag. All that and the fact that I have to get up at 5:30AM and be at the airport at 6:30AM for a flight that leaves at 8:00AM just bugs the shit out of me. But, then again, I always hated getting up early, so maybe it's just the thought of how incredibly long tomorrow is going to be that is bugging me. I don't know how my sister does it (she's a flight attendant).
Posted at 14:04 # G
Go Chiefs Go! Girls and hockey, two of my three favorite things. I'll leave figuring out the third as an exercise for the reader.
Posted at 12:15 # G
Packing... I have to pack for my trip to Chicago tomorrow. I'm always forgetting something lame, like a toothbrush, when I pack for a trip. Hopefully having written this, I'll remember my toothbrush this time. I'll probably just forget something equally lame. I have to get to the airport at 6:30AM for an 8:00AM flight. And I have to remember not to habitually put on my Victorinox, least I try and take over the plane with some needle-nose pliers. I just hope my iPod doesn't get fucked up going through the X-Ray machine. It should be fine, but I can just see some jackass doing the searches trying to pry it open or something stupid like that.
Posted at 12:11 # G
So far so good... I talked with the Associate Director of Admission for Chapman University for about a half hour this morning. She said I was a 'risk' due to my previous academic record (that's putting it mildly!), but that my professional experience (as evident in my resume) made me a good candidate. She says she will recommend my acceptance, and I should find out what's up in a couple of weeks. Woohoo! I'm looking at 2 to 2.5 years of school. If all goes well I'll have a degree in Computer Science by the time I'm 33 years old.
Posted at 12:11 # G
Chapman, take #2... Once again I have to go plead my case with Chapman University. Hopefully this will work out.
Posted at 07:45 # G
