the backstory

I've never really had anything interesting to blog about, since pretty much all I seem to do these days is work, eat, sleep, and watch Battlestar Galactica episodes. Moving to Hawaii seems pretty interesting, at least to me...

Applied on a whim for a job opening at a school in Honolulu, way back in March 08, thinking "yeah right...I'll never land that job." Now here I sit, with a pretty decent job offer that I've accepted, and an apartment full of crap that I need to sort through and decide what's worth loading into a freight container and shipping to Honolulu.

Boyfriend to come along - also has apartment full of crap to sort through. Many many boxes of books and paperwork and magazines (oh you sweet, sweet boxes of Modern Drummer, how I love thee...) to be sorted through.

And then there's the cat. Oh yes, the cat.

And her rabies vaccinations, and her rabies titer (sp?) test that has to get sent to Kansas for analysis, and her microchip, and her second rabies vaccination, and her 7-odd other vaccinations to protect her from the other quarantined animals once she arrives in Hawaii. She is by far the most complicated part of this whole process, and most people probably don't think it's worth it, but I'm telling you, she's awesome. Totally worth the hassle.

Unfortunately one of the casualties of this move will be our two reptiles. I went through all of the unrealistic imaginings of how we might smuggle them onto the island, but about 2 seconds of googling the subject lets one know that the consequences for doing so are dire. Something like a $200,000 fine and a couple of years in prison. Reptiles are strictly prohibited on the island. Bummer.