a farewell to you, arms, and blogs

well, it's a little after 9 a.m. we're leaving the church parking lot for the airport at 11 a.m.

i don't think i'll have a lot of internet access in ecuador, therefore don't count on a daily update! if i can update, i will, but still don't expect it to be daily.

i am currently getting the stomachache i always get when i'm nervous-excited! nervous because i've never really been on a plane (well, since i was like 4) and excited because by this evening, i will have crossed oceans and time zones, and i will be in another country and another continent.

*is paralyzed with anticipation*

now, farewell: to you, my beloved blog-friends; to arms (my pocketknife is NOT a carryon); and to blogs! if you have my email address, don't hesitate to send me an email. then if you die while i'm gone, it'll be like a letter from the grave! won't that be great?

p.s. i don't actually read a lot of hemingway. he was drunk, like, all the time, especially when he wrote his books.