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kitewithfish) wrote2008-06-30 06:37 pm
kitewithfish) wrote2008-06-30 06:37 pm
On the road again!
I am in London, Heathrow, and wasting the last of my pound coins showing you how bad I've gotten writing on an English style keyboard.
There was MAJOR STUPIDITY regarding my first flight, to the tune of sitting on the ground for an hour in Vienna before we could get up and go. Meaning that I then had 20 minutes to get to my flight and check in before it flew off. I did not make it.
However, since the fuck-up was distinctly not on my end of the deal, I found myself getting a new set of tickets. This will however destroy my family plans for a welcome back dinner and I will never meet my sister's boyfriend, who is apparently a phantom. Which makes me sad, as by all accounts he is indeed a pleasant fiction.
Gah. Life goes on, I have not yet written my bit of writing for the day, though I am gratified by the love received for the fish post yesterday. (Apparently, I secretly desire to make thelauderdale giggle. It's one of those life goals you don't even know you have until you're in the middle of completing it.)
Going now, and leaving some poor fool to use up the rest of my time. I love you all, and here dismiss you all.
Edit Later> I am pathetic and feeble and home and my wireless is not set up right and I have blisters and and and. SO day 8(?) will not happen tonight, but rather two morrow.
There was MAJOR STUPIDITY regarding my first flight, to the tune of sitting on the ground for an hour in Vienna before we could get up and go. Meaning that I then had 20 minutes to get to my flight and check in before it flew off. I did not make it.
However, since the fuck-up was distinctly not on my end of the deal, I found myself getting a new set of tickets. This will however destroy my family plans for a welcome back dinner and I will never meet my sister's boyfriend, who is apparently a phantom. Which makes me sad, as by all accounts he is indeed a pleasant fiction.
Gah. Life goes on, I have not yet written my bit of writing for the day, though I am gratified by the love received for the fish post yesterday. (Apparently, I secretly desire to make thelauderdale giggle. It's one of those life goals you don't even know you have until you're in the middle of completing it.)
Going now, and leaving some poor fool to use up the rest of my time. I love you all, and here dismiss you all.
Edit Later> I am pathetic and feeble and home and my wireless is not set up right and I have blisters and and and. SO day 8(?) will not happen tonight, but rather two morrow.