I stand on a precipice...

*Nervous smile*

I'd say... four and a half hours, now, until I have to be all 100% set and heading downstairs to the car.

Packed. With my new schoolbag, and my new gorgeous purse (By which I mean it is brown, utilitarian, a side bag, has water bottle pockets, and pretty blue flower-things on it that might be lilacs or I might be deluding myself for the sake of the FTW ness), my duffle, my sleeping bag, my clothes, my fucking borrowed calc book, my notebook, power cord for computer and charger for iPod... uhm... USB CD drive... my books (which will be, I think, City Watch and possibly a Susan or Death or two).  It's a lot less than I usually pack for things.

I feel ill.

I didn't eat dinner.