Hell, absolute hell over the past couple of days. Who knew that such an innocent research trip could make me not only feel like shit, but make me think that I might not ever get to NYC (holding my breath... seriously, at the moment). With my parents cheering me on - 'you might as well give up'...
First is the two Jet Blue cancellations which causes me to ride on the bus (But I did get a Voucher for another flight from them so maybe just maybe if I go to Pitt in May/June I could fly back to move my apartment). Then waking up early, piddling around and not making the bus at 8:30am. Thinking that somehow I will drive to Boston, sure, park at South Station (mind you, $21.00 a night making $84.00 by the end of the week and no SUPER SHOPPING Friday morning...) and yes make my bus at 11:00am. This realization came to me at 9:00 am about 15-20 minutes outside of Portland. Right-O-Meggo! So I drive, and freak, and cry like the day my Grandma died. Me + driving + crying is a new thing. This has never happened before, let alone me having an emotional breakdown in a couple of years.
Yep, it happened. It's over lets move on - it isn't the end of the world. I had some sense in my brain to call the Fung Wah bus company and ask if I could come later. Little did I know my ticket was good all day and I could come any time (Now, I might leave later on Friday so I can go shopping, I DESERVE IT AFTER TODAY!). At that point I was heading towards Wells I stopped turned around. That entire goof cost me $1.80 in tolls, and I bought $5.00 in premium gas by accident (when not in the right mindset all of a sudden I push the wrong buttons!). Nonetheless, note to self - don't drive in disgruntled state. I hardly remember Portland to Wells somehow going 80-85 (maybe 90) MPH. This was in the car who couldn't go over 45 two days ago and the beginning of my 'Nerve Burnout' (something wrong with the fuel injectors, add bottle of $6.00 fuel injector cleaner and wa-la its like new the car runs perfect). I go back to Portland, I remember that ride back, and go to the bus station. Calm down, get coffee, sit chill. Board bus read chunk of A Brave New World (Which really has me thinking about the future of human kind. The idea of chopping off the top of a cross to create a T scared me, not sure why. When history is gone and religion has no meaning. I believe we are heading this way and it quite possibly could be a good/bad thing. The whole test-tube baby thing is a little disturbing.) while listening to almost all of the John Mayer I had on my iPod. Is is comfort music - not sure but I love his guitar style and he has me contemplating technique and tone constantly. I need to play more, get an amp, a strat. Work on tone and technique - maybe it would enhance the noise project?
No Problem (really) with the non-printed ticket at the Fung Wah bus - I got on instantly and now I am traveling west on I-90 across Mass. Its only been a half hour and I am getting hungry. Mmmm Burger King in CT I think. Yum, my intestines already hurt.
I am kinda glad I brought my laptop. Even though I worry about its safety, I will guard it with my life. It might also be such an asset to my research. When I think back to the last time I did this in April - it was scary, its not that scary now, its more or less something I do. I guess I am becoming even more worldly that I once was at the same time - life is a constant growth process until we cease to grow at the end. Yeah, I don't want to think about that at the moment.
I could only hope the rest of this trip isn't half as doomed as the beginning, who knows maybe I had to climb the mountain before I could fall back down it. Or, vice versa? Sure.
(Earlier on halfway through the Bos to NYC ride)
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Okay its later on I am finally in NYC after a 6 NOT 4 hour bus ride from Boston. My fine bus driver got lost in Queens going past La Guardia, then proceeded to Brooklyn almost to JFK then got on the outskirts of Queens...... UM that took almost 2 hours longer to get from Queens to Manhattan.... After all of this I am so tired. I took a walk around the East Village tonight. It was nice tomorrorw is a huge day! But, this trip has beat me to a pulp already, and I just started. Heres to sleep, cause lordy I need it...
