November 12, 2005

The Trip Home

Woke up hella early this morning after a fitful nights sleep. I hate knowing I have to be somewhere in the morning... I can never sleep properly. Always looking at the clock, thinking that I’ve slept in. Woke up. Packed. Went downstairs for breakfast. Yum. Oatmeal is always better when someone else makes it for you.

Hopped in a cab. The cab driver asked where I was from and when I told him Canada he said if I felt more comfortable, I could take my top off.

Huh?

He then started talking about the “shirtless” law in Canada.
Oooooooooh. I get it. I thought he was just being inappropriate. Ha ha. I gave him a huge tip and told him it was for driving the speed limit. :)

Sat in the train station for a hour (I told you I was early) and my train arrived only 15 minutes behind schedule. If that’s the only delay today... I’ll be thrilled.

I just looked a photo of Fergus and I got butterflies in my stomach. Tee Hee. I’m in love with my dog!! Woot!

Have you guys heard of Metric? They have a new album out (I haven’t picked it up yet)... but their last album Old World Underground, Where Are You Now? is the perfect travel cd. Especially on the train for some reason.... it keeps me entertained and I could listen to it back to front and back again a hundred times and I’m still not sick of it. Ya for Canadian bands.

The trees are beautiful outside my train window. Red, yellow and orange whizz by in a dizzy blur. As anxious as I am to get home... I’ve been reflecting these last few hours on my trip. I haven’t done a lot of traveling by myself before. I was always afraid to travel alone for various reasons.... and this trip and promoting the book on my own has been really wonderful. I feel full of a confidence that I don’t think I’ve had before. Yay me.

The Washington DC train station is soooo beautiful.


I was dying of hunger by the time I got to the airport. I found a place that had Vegetarian Split Pea soup... yum. It was good. For some reason they didn't have one single salad on the menu that was Vegan. Vegan soup.... but not vegan salad. *laugh*

I went into a pub and ordered a salad and some fries. The fries never came and I wish the salad hadn't either. Wow. It was so bad... tasted like a plastic bag. Gross.


So I’ve been trying to do a final edit on my novel The Funhouse. Did I tell you I’ve written a novel? It’s only taken me 6 years... yeesh. Editing on the computer in airports is too hard... I need to print the pages out and hit them with a red pen. My next goal in life is to get this novel edited and hopefully published. I’m really proud of it. What? What’s it about you ask? I have a hard time explaining it to people with a sound byte... but my friend Claire describes it as the best book she’s ever read. *laugh* How’s that for a review? Lets just say the book is about Queenie (the main character), learning that choices in life have consequences. Good or bad, there is always a consequence for your actions.

I hope you can read it one day...my plan is once the Victoria party happens (details to follow) and I do laundry, clean the house, clean the tattoo shop.... I will get serious about doing this final edit and then work on getting it published.

I don’t have enough hours in the day for all the things I want to do with my life... any have any they can spare?

1 comment:

Melissa said...

I am the same way when I have to get up early I wake up ever hour and dream about whatever it is I have to do in between.