You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel;
Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down.
I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin',
Get out of the door and light out and look all around.
At some point on Saturday or something I finally decided that you know what? I'm starting vacation THIS week as I had always intended. Ideally, I would have left on Friday, but you know, when are things ever ideal? On Saturday I took Joe to a camping supply store that Angel had reccomended. Grabbed a sleeping bag and then splurged on this neat folding chair recliner thing and a very miniature Japanese camp stove. Then I headed off to Chiawen's house for some Taiwanese BBQ. As I hadn't seen Yiling in a while and I had promised to see her before leaving town, and since she is a friend of Vicki, who works under Chiawen, I had invited her to this affair. Unfortunately, she was sick, so I enjoyed eating lotsa food with Andrew and Holly and Dave and his wife and Chiawen's family and Erik and Kim and Thomas and Vicki. 'twas good.
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