Hey everybody! I'm getting ready to leave for Xalapa, Mexico. A city where malaria is king, i'll be in jungle, and it's unsafe. No I'm kidding stop worrying it's perfectly safe. It's much like Cinderella's castle protected by the great Robin Hood! or Green Gables with dancing sugar-plum fairies and bunnies that can talk and sing on key (pick a song, they're practically as good as Diana Ross and the Supremes).So I thought, I would be like every other boring person in the world and start a blog. Because everyone wants to know what Inge is doing in Mexico because she is just SO interesting::insert the sarcasm here:: Yes, unfortunately I have succumb to the blogging life form. If anyone wants to stop being my friend for this reason you have every right; I love you guys. I've had fun being your friend..To all of you who still sorta don't hate my guts right. hi mom! it is now 6:16 on Sunday Morning and i'll be leaving tomorrow at 6:15 a.m. not looking forward to dragging certain wonderful peoples out of the bed at 4:00 for the cold ride to the airport. Life forms are barely out at this time of night...(people who work at Starbucks don't count, they're not real)I'm not done packing, sigh, and I should be. I started laying out clothes 4 or 5 days ago. I spread them so neatly on my bed. And they have just sat there for days. You may ask where did I sleep? or if you really know me you know that finding a place to sleep is really no obstacle. There's not a wood floor that was too hard for my sweet dreams. One night, I slept on the couch, another I didn't sleep, another I crashed on emmy's bed and then last night I slept a under the massive piles of clothes.My room is still a wreck of clothes, film, more camera stuff, and other random things that I might need what if I get to mexico and they don't sell water-less hand-sanitizer? God forbid! I could die or worse: I could die with dirty hands so needless to say, I've got my little bottle of Purell. It's Oh so cute!The point of this tirade? I should be packed and though I have thought about packing for many many days; it didn't seem so appealing so here I sit thinking about packing and that I really should do it but what could I do instead? I know, start a blog! genius! I impress myself sometimes.... Well thank-you for making it this far down the page and diverting my attention from the tasks at hand. I'm going to go pack or think about it really really hard and then I'll be back to blogging in a couple days when I'm thinking super hard about unpacking.