I'm going out west, to the wild wild west.
For the first time in my life I am going to California. I have a show in Santa Cruz California on Thursday. I fly out on Wednesday and get there at about noon. So I will see San Jose for about half a minute and I stay in Santa Cruz until Friday. On Friday I fly my butt to the great NorthWest, Portland OR. After I get there I must get on a greyhound for another two hours and a bit more than that. What fun! I am excited about arriving at Eugene. It has been too long since I've seen all my wonderful friends out there. They are always my delight at NATS. They were so so nice to me during my first NAT in St.Louis, which was a horror for most people but a great adventure for me.

Christine Hatch in Santa Cruz and Marietta in Eugene. What great friends I have in the far west!
The funny thing is that the people who are missing from Eugene, are going to see me in Santa Cruz. I'll see Kitt and James and the long lost Olivia. My most wonderful friends. I'm so excited to leave.

The not so cool thing is flying out of JFK at 8am. What friggin' time must I leave the Bronx to make it to JFK early enough for me to get this flight. Now Oscar gave me the best tip to get to JFK but I wonder if I am on the train at 4am if I will be able to catch the bus after or if it will be out of service or something. Guess it is time to go through the internet today to find the best possible way to travel that early in the morining.

I am hoping to get the rest I so need. My acid reflux is crazy today. This whole weekend it has been terrible. So much that my thoat is killing me. I think it may have something to do with stress. Time to cut out espresso again. When I cut it and coffee out last time and stuck to tea, it really stopped messing with me so much. It is just such a temtation to get four shots after a very insomniac night.
Last night for example I was tossing and turning for over an hour. That is after not even trying to sleep for a few hours. I was just so buzzed when I got home from work. So I get home at midnight and my mom calls, which lasts an hour, and then Marietta called so I was excited about finalizing all the details for the trip.

I fall asleep some time after 3am and wake up 6:30am. I woke up feeling like I just got went to sleep. It was like closing my eyes and opening em up again a second later. Like I friggin blinked.

Anyway, this is the way it is. Gotta be.