One day to Cali-J arriving in Texas!

So the Cali-J is returning to the ATX 2morrow where he used to be plain old “Diggity Dogg” aka “The Jamaican” (back in the day I had more aliases than dollars in the bank). Sadly however I have not done any packing, in fact I have not even done my laundry yet. I LOVE flying (love turbulence – makes you feel so alive once you come through them [which is y it’s a bit weird that I hate roller coasters]) I just hate the crap that goes on around the trip – sadly rather than do some parts of laundry I have purchased new clothing – all new undershirts, underwear (boxer briefs for the ones who must know) new socks; black (dress) and white (athletic); in fact because I do not want to search for my (skinny) belt I will just purchase a new one tomorrow. Even my handkerchiefs are new, though mysteriously I have already lost the damn package.

I may just purchase all new dress shirts 2morrow rather than laundering the ones that I possess. Bloody trip is costing me more than just the cost of a ticket…I just hate packing, in fact I am willing to pay someone to do my packing for me: I miss the good old days of just throwing all sorts of random crap in a suitcase because I knew my mom would wash it for me on arrival in the isle – now that I am a grown man I refuse to travel with dirty clothes.

So I was asked if I am excited about the trip – I am sure I will be eventually but right now there is a combination of laziness (packing) apprehension that the princess of the ATX might beat me in pool (can I live after that) and wondering if I should travel with my green card.

Seriously if I lose to Z in pool I might not return to SD, so if I have to drop out of law school this is all on your head Z…you hear me PRESS THIS ON YOUR CONSCIENCE!