I'm finally, finally coming back to DC.  I just booked tickets on Wirgin.  (Dude, United, get with it price-wise or I'm going to break up with you!)  I'm coming "home" for a week.  I'm looking forward to some Mom-cooking, and seeing DC peeps.  I'm a little ... concerned  because both of my parents will be home.  The whole time.  My parents are wonderful people, and the funniest act around, but I can not be around them solidly for a week.  That is unpossible.
Visiting DC is always a little dance, a delicate balance between spending time with my parents and with my friends.  If I don't spend enough uninterrupted time with my parents, my mum gets a little passive-aggressively snippy about it.  But, if I don't interrupt the time with friends, I lose my patience and my ability to deal.
I think I'm going to start a list of things I want to see and do while I'm there.  Amsterdam Falafel/Tryst, cruise around my law school haunts, etc. etc.  As always, I'm hoping that making a list moves me from anxiety to excitement.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
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