After many weeks of my sister waffling on going to Taipei or not....

I finally got a face to face with her and said she was going...

I gathered the information from her and learned how easy it was to plan this trip. Only three things needed some research really, plane tix, hotel (not really she already had that picked out), and then public transportation. After my last international trip, this was easy peasy planning. I got this.

I bought plane tix like two days later. Good thing too cuz as it gets closer the prices get higher. I was done with her waffling. Although it did not really fix the problem. She is still waffling even though she knows she is going. But at least this way I know I get to go! She says she'll "do it for me". Most of the traveling I have done the past 5-6 years has been because of her, but that was all stateside, visiting her.

I won't make her go international ever again after this, but I think this was important/special enough for her to make the effort. By make her go I mean I won't tell Mom on her again... Mom is really the bully that makes her daughters go out of their comfort zone.

I got my handy-dandy passport out again. Didn't think I'd ever use this again after Europe! It gets me all giggly excited. That stupid song stuck in my head again, "I'm going on a trip! In my favorite rocket ship! Zooming through the sky! Little Einsteins!"

International twice this year. Wheeeee. I'm going to be so broke.

I can see it now. My sister trying to smother me with a pillow or wrapping her hands around my neck and someone getting a picture of it when I push my sister too far past her breaking point. I'll send the picture home via email with a caption, "Go with your sister all the way to Taiwan, mother said. You'll have fun, she said. Memories of a life time, she said."

Aunti Flow is on her way now. Hopefully before I get on a plane.... A period and cramps at that high altitutde is...not pleasant. I started my period on the way back from London. Joy. And then coming back down to the ground.... I get sick just on normal conditions on planes, I don't need my period to help with the nausea. I'm pretty sure the period will be done by the time I get on a plane tho. The hormone high that close to leaving will either wipe me out or get me super pumped. We shall see.

With the period next week, that means this week with the PMS I get the weird cravings.

I bought a little tub of cookie dough. Cookie dough that won't kill you! (with no eggs) Brilliant.

So I kept waking up in the middle of the night and thinking "yummy cookie dough" and if it wasn't that I was thinking about kissing a boy, remembering how to kiss in general...

I can't stop thinking about cookie dough and kissing!

Apparently my decision making skills are compromised also. I finally put down the cookie dough, but then got Mexican food, which gives me heartburn super bad. So I had mexican food for lunch with no medication with it and so I'll prolly be up most of the night in pain. I willingly choose pain for mexican food, for a craving. Hey, at least I did it on the weekend when I could sleep in. I should prolly go see a doc about this consistent heartburn/reflux.

"Coin operated boy

sitting on the shelf he is just a toy

but i turn him on and he comes to life

Automatic joy

That is why I want a coin operated boy

Made of plastic and elastic

He is rugged and long-lasting

Who could ever ever ask for more

Love without complications galore

Many shapes and weights to choose from

I will never leave my bedroom

I will never cry at night again

Wrap my arms around him and pretend....

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coin operated boy

he may not be real experienced with girls

but i know he feels like a boy should feel

isnt that the point that is why i want a

coin operated boy

with his pretty coin operated voice

saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me

straight and to the point

that is why i want

a coin operated boy"

-The Dresden Dolls