I just wrote long, uninteresting diatribes in my own comments section down in the Harriet post below. What the fuck is the matter with me?

In other news, my fingernails are bitten down to the quick, I’m half convinced I’m coming down with a cold, and I feel abso-fucking-lutely unprepared to leave this continent and head out to exotic destinations. Tomorrow, I’ll try again for the yellow fever vaccination and malaria meds prescription I’ll be needing in Uganda.

The other day, fucking Kaiser-Permanente passed me through an annoying series of switchboard, if you want x press 1 now, if you want a real person, hahaha, telephone connections before letting me actual talk with the travel clinic. I was calling to explain I was late, because I got lost en route. When after 10+ minutes of trying I got through, the chick on the phone said, “Oh, our one nurse who is certified to do those shots left. Her appointment didn’t show up.”

AHHHH, motherfucker, I was the appointment. Thwarted in getting her to stay by a fucked up phone system patched through Sacramento back to the neighborhood I was driving around.

I’ve committed to white-water rafting the Nile. Admittedly, it’s because how unfuckingbelievably cool does “Hey, I went white-water rafting on the source of the Nile,” sound?

That and the chimp tracking in Budongo, and I’ll pretty much be fulfilled.

So far, the only thing I’ve honestly done to prepare is to worry myself sick and buy some on-sale linen shirts at J-Jill.

By the way, I’m going to set up a legit completely unrelated to this website blog on Blogger, probably with a photo album on Picasa. I’ll be traveling with legitimate, actual journalists, who may be blogging their own bad selves. I’m also going to try to convince my co-worker to contribute.

Since shitting where you work is a bad idea, as is pissing in the coffee pot, I don’t want to direct anyone here.

If you see this note, and you’re interested in reading my adventures in Uganda and seeing some pics (assuming I can get the bandwidth to upload), shoot me an email and I’ll send you the link(s). Or leave a comment, and I’ll email you offline. (Mum’s the word on this shithole, though, that’s the only rule.)

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