The travel list is long and arbitary and incoherent – Bhutan, South Africa, Italy, Beijing , Palau, Jordan, Mexico, Turkey, Japan – but as you know I was able to take places off the list in 2011 (as well as go to places that were not on the list). The list makes me anxious. What if I drop dead tomorrow? Or go broke? I wouldn’t have seen the great wall or the spring blossoms in japan or eaten at a souk in Morocco or climbed table mountain. What the fuck kind of life would that have been? Don’t answer that, don’t look for logic, my mind works in mysterious ways.
I haven’t done any work today. I simply couldn’t concentrate. Travel is all I can think of. I was nervous because I hadn’t booked my tickets to NYC – Noo is getting married and she insists I must go. I have to go. Her gorgeous wedding is being held at the New York Public Library. How is that for style? I was trying to wrangle a multi-city itinerary with a return tthrough San Francisco (cause I liked it there!) but it wasn’t affordable. None of the tickets were. Then again I put very little thought into ticket prices because I have literally never found a “good deal”. Have you? No. That industry is fucked, despite having robbed significant portions of my paycheck for the last several years.
So once again, I swallowed and pulled the trigger. A 1500 dollar ticket to New Yawk citay and a stop over on the way in Beijing. Beijing will be a budget trip. It will be hot and sweaty as balls but fuck that, I am going up the wall in skimpy shorts if I have to. I only get 6 days in New York but it’s okay as most of my friends don’t live there anymore and I feel I might get a bit on edge/sad if I am there too long. New York has the power to break my little heart so let’s not tempt it.
I also bought tickets to Bali in August to celebrate JUPS’ BIG FAT THREE OH! I sent a grand invite out and many of my lovely friends have already confirmed (with tickets, damnnit!) and others have shown interest. Jin is looking for sprawling 4 bedroom villas that we can all stay together in. It will be grand! It will live up to the hype! Still I can’t deny I am a bit nervous about the whole thing… the pressure to look good, wear a dress that makes angels cry with envy, organize a fun trip, not get drunk and cry over something idiotic (which i do sometimes, I won’t lie)…
I found the perfect dress for my birthday lunch. Trouble is I can’t afford it. Well, it’s not like I don’t have the money, I just don’t have the balls to spend that much on one silk summer dress, gorgeous as it may doubtless be. And as if I need another dress, I have way too many as it is.
Right after the CFA (holy buzzkill moment batman), mom visits me for ten days. This means I cannot drink myself upto my tortured brain after the exam. After she leaves, Casa stays with me the weekend! booze will flow then fo shizzle. Then I am off to New York. It is all very exciting so I am going to have to be extra extra thorough about the CFA prep so that there is no reason to be upset and filled with regret right after.
that reminds me.. I should be going home and getting to my books and a bowl of soup maybe. I am hungry!