llego pronto

packing to classic duran duran. you know you like it. in less than 48 hours, i'll be over the atlantic in a big metal tube with wings, en route to texas for exactly one month. ho-bot's getting married and i've never been more excited to be someone's bitch. my sole responsibility is to entertain her and ply her with drink. though, the former is much easier after the latter... if i'm lucky, some chill nights of randomness with surya, jesse, kirk, celeste and agnieska. 2 b-days to celebrate, bro's 28th and my 24th. a weekend in south padre to heal my woes. 5,000-word paper to write and a government exam i haven't prepared for. (but don't tell that to anyone, that last bit about not studying - would dash pappy's hopes of a brilliant future under the guidance of condi rice). and maybe, just maybe, i'll see this much-touted austin reception weekend...

this is where i emit a high-pitched eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (like the knights of neeeeee).

who will be my playmate?