Airline tickets, check. Finally. When planning a trip, it seems to take me forever to buy tickets; it’s partly procrastination and partly paralysis in the face of too many choices: flight times, alternate airports (though I’m loathe to stray from super-convenient National), constantly changing fares, etc. Anyway. Next month (in fact, exactly one month from today) Thom and I will travel to the Bay Area for my fifth-year college reunion. Granted, a fifth-year reunion isn’t such a big deal; for a circle of friends scattered so far and wide, my little group thankfully manages to keep in touch and visit each other periodically anyway. It will be nice to meet up with others I haven’t seen in a while and to stomp on old stomping grounds. Moreover, since my parents live about a half-hour drive from Stanford, it’s a good opportunity to visit with the folks (I haven’t been back home since April) and to have Thom meet them too. Really looking forward to the trip.
[Addendum (23 Sept.): Aaron Swartz blogs the play-by-play of starting undergrad at Stanford this week (via Jarrett House North). Ah, nostalgia. Running with the band: I remember it well. I got lost on the way back to my dorm. Good times.]
Tangentially related asides: the Amazing Race season finale is tonight! We’re having caviar and scrambled ostrich eggs to celebrate! (Kidding, so kidding.) Oh, and I just received an e-mail about this: be the first to find Seth in Rosslyn this Thursday (and loudly proclaim your love for US Airways) to win free airline tickets.
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