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Thursday, August 04, 2005 Packing phobia Here I am again. Home after dinner with M.A. I have yet to pack. I'll try and do it tomorrow before leaving for work. If not, M.A. says we can always come home at noon, he will get food and I will pack. It's not like I need to pack 5 suitcases. Jeezus, it's just a week-end! We'll get there late at night, we'll maybe have time to get a drink at the hotel before going to bed. We'll wake up and it will be Saturday. We'll spend the whole day in and out of the water, walking from one beach to the other. We'll go out at night and then Sunday it will be the beach again. What can I possibly need? A swimsuit, a cover-up, maybe a burka, a black skirt, three or four t-shirts, flip-flops, maybe sandals. That's about it. Still, I can't seem to find the time/strength/will to throw these lousy few items plus some underwear and make-up in a backpack or carry-on. There must be a hidden meaning to this behaviour. Bowing to the masters This chick's blog rocks. 10:52 PM
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