the shortest flight we could find turned into a 12h journey, complete with bad food and getting ripped off by the man with a town car that had no markings indicating it was for a busines transportation service who "gave us a deal". I know that is not really a sentence, I just do not care all that much. okay, so the trip wasn't THAT bad. We read lots and sat by good people and the plane was not as cold as it usually is and there was an option to watch movies which normally I would do regardless of how crappy it is. this time I opted to read and read and read. It was actually rather nice. By the time we arrived, luggage in tow, we checked in with the man who was also a liar I ran off to the only restaurant still open until midnight. We were exhausted but thought food was a higher priority than sleep. I could not stop staring at the boobs next to me that were very close to popping out of the tight, low cut shirt and then later the butt crack. I am so classy. When we passed the 6.5 foot tall girl on the way home I could not help myself from hurrying ahead so I could turn around and see Heidy standing right next to her. it was not as funny as I had anticipated but still, a bit of a chuckle was had. You would think we would crash after our long traveling day, satisfying meal and nice walk back to the palace. instead I got ripped off by the internet asses and stayed awake laughing really hard until 3:30am. A little more than three hours later the alarm rang and our stomachs got upset that the day was to begin. [and it did so by ripping us off yet again at breakfast, coffee for $4?]. It was a struggle to stay awake and focused during those talks and I really did not want to talk to those people at my poster but we survived long enough to eat a huge indian meal, perform our 15 minute workout and sleep. Yeah, you would think we would be sleeping by now, as 1am approaches, but I am getting a wind and fear we are going to have another laugh all night replay of last night. I like her laughs when the laughing is really hard... those deep rolling belly laughs. the neighbors here must hate us. I hope they are also from the west coast and can't sleep anyway. Thursday, January 05, 2006
from florida again
the shortest flight we could find turned into a 12h journey, complete with bad food and getting ripped off by the man with a town car that had no markings indicating it was for a busines transportation service who "gave us a deal". I know that is not really a sentence, I just do not care all that much. okay, so the trip wasn't THAT bad. We read lots and sat by good people and the plane was not as cold as it usually is and there was an option to watch movies which normally I would do regardless of how crappy it is. this time I opted to read and read and read. It was actually rather nice. By the time we arrived, luggage in tow, we checked in with the man who was also a liar I ran off to the only restaurant still open until midnight. We were exhausted but thought food was a higher priority than sleep. I could not stop staring at the boobs next to me that were very close to popping out of the tight, low cut shirt and then later the butt crack. I am so classy. When we passed the 6.5 foot tall girl on the way home I could not help myself from hurrying ahead so I could turn around and see Heidy standing right next to her. it was not as funny as I had anticipated but still, a bit of a chuckle was had. You would think we would crash after our long traveling day, satisfying meal and nice walk back to the palace. instead I got ripped off by the internet asses and stayed awake laughing really hard until 3:30am. A little more than three hours later the alarm rang and our stomachs got upset that the day was to begin. [and it did so by ripping us off yet again at breakfast, coffee for $4?]. It was a struggle to stay awake and focused during those talks and I really did not want to talk to those people at my poster but we survived long enough to eat a huge indian meal, perform our 15 minute workout and sleep. Yeah, you would think we would be sleeping by now, as 1am approaches, but I am getting a wind and fear we are going to have another laugh all night replay of last night. I like her laughs when the laughing is really hard... those deep rolling belly laughs. the neighbors here must hate us. I hope they are also from the west coast and can't sleep anyway.
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have fun!
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