June 6, 2010
So you know you know you KNOW that my plan had been to wake up in Iceland—somehow, some way—on my upcoming 40th birthday.
For Christmas, I got luggage for Iceland, maps of Iceland, Icelandic necklaces (2), and an Iceland refrigerator magnet. I learned the Icelandic word for “forward” (“afram,” thanks, Stine!). I was ready to ride Icelandic ponies and eat fermented shark and skinny-dip in hotsprings.
Funny thing happened on the way to Iceland.
Iceland will have to wait. Don’t cry for me, Icelandia.
This birthday I will be waking up in a place I never thought much about, never had much of an urge to visit. I will need sunscreen instead of sweaters, sandals instead of Uggs.
Fate is steering me heavily south and seriously west. San Diego, here I come.
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June 4, 2010
On the Verge. Fanny Cranberry. The role I wanted. September 2010. Be there or be, you know, wherever you are. But I’ll be there.
I feel compelled to add a smiley face, so I shall:
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