Day 1/2

I was so tired last night I didn't do justice to yesterday, and it was too important a day to half-ass. It may take me a few days to get out my feelings about the move. First of all I love airports and flying. I like to people watch, and where can you find a tastier collection of wierdos than at an airport. And yesterday was no different. No one stood out, cept maybe the skinhead with the 3 foot spike mohawk. Not my cup of tea, but to each his own. I have so much to do. Buy some coffee seems to be at the head of the list. I start my new job tomorrow so today will be spent buying some things I forgot to buy before I left. Exciting I know. My mind is going in a million directions right now, and sans coffee, I cannot seem to coral any of the threads. Be back a little later.