20 minutes till work departure.
i have sat down to write a couple times now, but have always self edited.
what's the deal? hmmm.

talked to lotsa ladies already this morning. good thing i can call them all early.
mom is now evaluating what she needs to get done before she takes her big leap overseas, maria is excitedly buying lonely planet guides to the middle east, and sarah... not to be outdone... is planning to bike down the pacific coast from bellingham to LA... whew. the lovely jen is in a furnitureless apartment in SF getting ready to go to london.

hmmm. do you feel as boring as me?

i am psyched for sarah. I actually tried to bike from seattle to san francisco back in 1996, but only made it half way before i was stricken with malaria (picked up undoubtedly while i was passed out on a beach in honduras on new years of that year, but that is another story). I have always said that i wanted to complete my trip... and finish the bandon-sf leg of it. I am considering tagging along with sarah. I have a long way to go to get in as good as shape as she is though. that means riding to work. ugh. i know i can do it if i just start...but it is the first couple of times that i dread. i am a big wimpodite.

lebanon at christmas! yah. the peters family can restart the tradition of visiting ancient runes on the holidays, which was the bane of my youth... but in retrospect was incredible. Hanging in Carthage, Dougga, Utica, El Djem and other roman/punic/phoenican outposts in africa is definitely a trip...

been up too long, got lots on my mind.