jet plane, leaving on a

details are here at cinnaster; i’m too lazy for cross-posting this morning. oh, yeah, and i haven’t started packing yet. and i’m hungry. but i’ve got an itinerary and a couple half-formed plans, optimistic clothes–no bulky sweaters but the one i’m taking on the plane–in mind, a buttercup bouncy-ball j won me from a vending machine in my pocket, and it’s been nine years since i stepped off a plane in a foreign land looking for l_stboy‘s face in a crowd; it’s high time to do it again.