hi! i'm IN AMERICAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
okay, first things first: your P.O.E is really fucking weird. i got a hard time about a number that was missing from my visa and i had to go to a special little office, where a big black guy asked me a bunch of questions. so anyway, i get through that and i go to claim my bags. i head to federal inspection and - having been warned by the customs official - i expect to get my bags searched. but instead i get waved through; i didn't even have to send my bags through that x-ray thing. i didn't even have to walk through one of those metal detectors.
and there was jordan, waiting for me. quite possibly the happiest day of my life, despite feeling really shitty (and i mean really shitty) from the 12 hour plane ride. even though i've known him for a long time, seen a million photos of him, hung out with him on webcam for probably thousands of hours, in person he was/is even more handsome than i expected, and when we hugged i couldn't get over how great he smelled.
so i've been here three days, and i'm still adjusting to everything (it is truly overwhelming being here) but i'm loving it so far. i met the infamous mr howard at serendipity and less infamous but still pretty famous mr jeff maser. jordan has already bought me a bunch a books in the short time i've been here including this beauty:
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Order and Chaos Chez Hans Reichel by henry miller and published by loujon press).
i won't go into details about what else i've been doing the last few days, except to say that if anyone was worried that meeting in person would somehow change how we felt towards each other, they were very
very wrong... ;)
