You make me seem I'm so close to my dream and then suddenly it's alright.

All my bags are not packed, and I'm not ready to go, but that's why I'm up early -- to run lots of errands, then come back and pack it all up. In case I don't have time to post again, my surgery is Wednesday morning at 7:30 am PST so send some good energy. To everyone in the Bay Area, I wanted to send you an e-mail, but to quote Milhouse, "there's no time!" so drop me a line via text message or e-mail [raybear at livejournal dot com]. I might not be up for visiting anyone during my recovery depending on how I feel, but I'd still love to hear from you and entertain such possibilities. Oh, and we're staying in Richmond.

Also, I thought I'd wake up starving after gorging myself at Old Country Buffet last night, but no, I woke up still full. It was the absolute perfect send-off: thanks to all those other competitive eaters that turned out.

Now I have to go fill out those power of attorney forms!