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[04 Apr 2008|10:50am] |
America part two is something I haven't talked about for a while. In September, it's the wedding of Eva and Mike. Being as i'm a diarist now read by up to ten (Count 'em!) readers online, oi gets quite a few transatlantic chums.
Anyway, they're getting married, and i'm hopefully going. It's sort of been on the back burner recently, because i've been superceded by work and introspection and 'ting, but it's time to start planning this again. Passport's done, all I need to do is change holiday (As well as use the other time up in the process) and get the flight. Lord, help me. Heathrow is a mission, flying from there doubly so.
Still, I just need to watch, and wait. I'm sure I can find a good fucking deal. Preferably direct. I can't stand flight stops. Not that i've done one, I just wouldn't like it. You know when you don't like food and haven't tasted it yet? Yes, like that. I shall be going direct flight, I think.
It's been....three years, yet I can still see the sky amethyst outside crystal windows. You know what's up there? Adventure. Flying is well boss.
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[04 Apr 2008|11:02am] |
Right, well i'm probably going to do, 31st August until September 14th as holiday, to give plenty of time for flights, and sightseeing and stuff. Mainly beaches! It's California, yo!
I can't wait.
Here's hoping.
I'll get that sorted out with Mike in the next day or two. I will also take a holiday in May so I can work all this out proper and get the flight actually done.
Is it me, or is this year a bit exciting?
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[04 Apr 2008|03:45pm] |
Praying is not something I do often, being of no fixed religion. But last night I made a deal with god. Which one? I can't tell you that, and I can't tell you why. But I did.
I was half asleep, mumbling to myself as usual. I suddenly started a conversation with my lampshade, who I took as being a conduit to a god who I think may or may not exist. It was a good prayer, and a good deal, I feel.
I don't know why I did it, but I did it. And i'd still do it, now. Because i'm well proud of what I said i'd do if it came true. It's a big thing for me, that. Rest assured, I take this in no way lightly. I was sober, by the way.
Sorry for being vague. As you were.
Three more days work until my one day off. Fuckin' work.
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