so in a mere six hours (aka at 6 am, ew) i will be heading to the airport and going on a plane for the first time ever (so, so terrified)...luckily i'm only going to florida so it won't be a long flight and hopefully i will be able to not pee my pants. but i make no promises.
anyways, i'm going to florida so i can go on a cruise with my boyfriend for ten glorious days of sunshineyness and hot temperatures, etc.
so if i dont comment on anything, reply to anything, or don't appear to still be alive between now and january 9th, it's not because i don't love you, it's because i'm on a floating hotel somewhere in the caribbean, possibly being eaten by sharks or particularly bloodthirsty dolphins but hopefully not.
and in case the plane crashes or explodes or the boat sinks or explodes or i get eaten by some sort of tropical beast or i somehow explode; i think everyone here on da is immensely talented and i hope you all have wonderful long artistic lives full of happiness