November 7th, 2004



I wait for the 554 at Second and University. Yesterday sat down with my bag o' McDonald's crap. Drunk gentleman sits on bench next to me. I eat my McDonald's. Unfortunately, no new game pieces for Monopoly® game. I pull my book out. I read around 10 pages. Then I heard water splashing and think it's odd. I look up and over. Drunk fucker has pulled his wang on and is pissing all over the sidewalk from a fallen backward sitting position!

What the fuck??!

Stuff like that happens to Deirdre and Erin! I have the Don't fuck with me mojo. It's never failed me before.

I'm losing my mojo.

Erin says she'll make up a pin so I can join theclub with her and Deirdre.



All packed, except for toiletries. At this time tomorrow I will be… well, somewhere over the Pacific. I'm still not quite excited yet. I don't think I'll be excited until my plan descends to Incheon in Korea. I don't have the dread either though. Anytime I go somewhere new, especially some place with a different culture, I worry that I'll commit some giant faux pas or wander the streets asking questions in English and no one answering. Hell, I felt like that going to New Orleans even. But for some reason I don't have that trepidation for this trip.

Things to do:

  • Toiletries
  • Get cash
  • Stop at brokerage
  • Go to airport

I think that's it. Am I missing something?

As a reminder to everyone, you can look back in my journal in May for my itinerary.