indigo wings

11:06 p.m. - 2002-09-24

I went searching for a bank today and ended up walking along the highway. Hopeless, I tell you. When I grow up, whevener that is, I'm going to live in a huge, crowded city (preferably in New England, where things get cold quicker than they do here) where everything is in walking distance and public transportation reigns supreme and even if I do get lost I won't have to worry about being plastered into the asphalt by a speeding sixteen-wheeler.

The idea of being knifed in a dark alley does not perturb me. I have a switchblade, a pepper sprayer, and some residual karate moves. If that's not enough to get me home safely, then I deserve the alternative. Man I can handle (albeit rather badly), machines I cannot.

So yes, I was looking for the bank. Plodding staunchly onward alongside interstate signs, sure that I would find the right street any minute now. Right. I gave up, eventually, after drawing the conclusion that the last thing I needed was to be arrested less than a mile away from campus for walking illegally.

The reason for my quest was this: I'd planned to make a deposit. Instead, I wound up winningly asking Austine if I could borrow one hundred and seventy dollars. To her credit, she knew instantly that I wanted them for my plane ticket. So I gave her cash, she gave me a credit card number (no, I don't have a credit card of my own; I'm an old-fashioned hag and I like it that way), and I bought myself a trip to Ohio and mao.

And then I decided I should probably contact Medusa and let her know I planned to skip out of state for fall break. That turned out to be rather interesting. The little Gorgon, whom I filled in beforehand, found the entire situation greatly amusing and did his bit for my benefit. It went well, really, aside from the part where the parental units decided they needed a day to mull things over (never mind that I provided everything from shuttle information to airline names). I concurred. Never mind that I could have opted not to tell them at all. And of course, I couldn't tell them I only had a day to refund the ticket they didn't know I'd already bought.

Maybe I should have instigated the discussion before getting the ticket? Nah...

I'm still going, regardless of the final verdict (which I have reason to believe will be favorable nonetheless, thankfully). Have spaceship, will fly, etc.

Incidentally, the sky was absolutely gorgeous this evening. At about seven-thirty, it was a deep, deep indigo that melted into a shadowy cerulean ringed by smoky clouds. The air was colder than it's been and I came inside with a white face and tingling fingers. Fall can't come soon enough.

To reiterate, I'm going to live up north someday, where I can freeze to my heart's content.

Adieu.

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