Last Minute Fumbling
money, travellers cheques, a book to read for 26 hours, shave so they don't take you for a fat and incompetent terrorist, smile, rattle with nerves, update your iPod so there's at least one Australian accent with you (not Pete Murray), giggle unexpectedly, kiss your mother, shake your father's hand.
The motel is booked and Sufjan Stevens plays Paris on Saturday - just might duck over, say gidday.
The motel is booked and Sufjan Stevens plays Paris on Saturday - just might duck over, say gidday.
posted by Peter Veness at 6:12 am
2 Comments:
oh my gosh! it's so cool that you're going! whoooo. how exciting OMG!
there. there's your decapolis love.
-meghan
is iPod really that bohemian? Real bohemians bring bongos.
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