{"id":418,"date":"2005-06-26T23:00:00","date_gmt":"2005-06-27T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/default.asp?n=389"},"modified":"2005-06-26T23:00:00","modified_gmt":"2005-06-27T06:00:00","slug":"here-is-where-our-hearts-part-ways","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/?p=418","title":{"rendered":"here is where our hearts part ways."},"content":{"rendered":"

Whoa.<\/p>\n

I can’t believe you folks keep coming back here. Hi!<\/p>\n

So, I just stopped in to tell you you won’t be hearing from me for a while. Haha. No, really. This is a calculated absence, as opposed to the usual ‘what the hell does the internet care about my life?’ crap.<\/p>\n

On Thursday, I’m going to Hawaii. We’re flying into Honolulu, then flying to the big island the next day. We’ll spend a few days volcano-hiking and black-sand-beach-laying, then we’ll go to Maui for the 4th of July. After more volcanoes and waterfalls and rainforests and beaches, we’ll return to Oahu for a few days, then be home on the 10th. I haven’t been able to read the travel guide since the first day I went through it; I get so excited and overwhelmed I can’t deal with it. I’ll just read each section when we get there.<\/p>\n

I have packed a collapsible duffel bag in my suitcase, just in case I need that much space for souvenirs. It’s practically a guarantee. I will take no fewer than two million photos, some of them good, and I will possibly even emerge from the near-20 hours of flight time with a finished sweater. I’m sincerely hoping that Northwest Airlines waits to close up shop until after I return, or I will be crabby.<\/p>\n

Other news in brief:<\/p>\n

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