Logan

How hot is this? WiFi at Logan Airport. I hemmed and hawwed, but I realized that this is the last consistent internet access I might have for maybe a month or so. It's not all that expensive anyway (really, Dad). Last night and today have been crazy. The people came over and we had a chill last evening together. My family was in fine form. The party didn't really end till this morning. When I roused myself off the couch, I realized I had only a few hours in which to pack EVERYTHING I'M GOING TO NEED FOR 6 MONTHS. The ladies--Mom, Liz and Amy--packed all my clothes upstairs while I got my digital and document affairs in order. I have no idea what they packed. They have no idea what I really wanted. A conundrum. But whatever, the suitcase is surely heavy and I think I saw some t-shirts in there somewhere. The drive up with the aforementioned ladies was hard. I've been really queasy all day, part of which is admittedly my fault and part of which is surely just nerves. It's better now. I'm in badass traveller mode now. Shit they're calling my flight. I gotta run. Now, truly, the next update will be from Asia.