| Thursday, September 29, 2005 |
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Now listen up, Air Canada... I don't like you, and you don't like me...but let's see if we can get through this without fighting, ok? So I'm off to the airport, and will be back on Sunday, October 9. Normally, about now is when I'd be frantically trying to find someone to take care of my fish (being without fish is so sad...*sniffle*), begging someone to take me to the airport (no need! I *heart* my Jeep), and lobbing random items into my suitcase (already packed!). Wish me luck. I intend on returning in one piece, but I make no guarantees. :) Love, --uncharted-in-England (well, *almost* in England) Liberated at 11:44 a.m. | |
| Sunday, September 25, 2005 |
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That's hot! (No, not a tribute to Paris Hilton...) Awesome: finally taking a couple of hours and making quite fabulous chicken soup Not Awesome: forgetting that stove elements = hot. Perhaps it might have helped to have looked at the plastic pop bottle six inches away from the element that was melting due to the indirect heat? I am now the proud new owner of a fabulous blister on the pad of my left middle finger, and the rest of my middle finger and ones on either side are now a very attractive shade of swollen, uncomfortable red. S'ok...I didn't need that left hand anyway. Next time, I shall look at my stove and remember..."that's hot!" Awesome: dancing nerdishly in front of the bathroom mirror to the Numa Numa song and not caring that someone is laughing at you. Not Awesome: dancing nerdishly in front of the bathroom mirror to the Numa Numa song while holding a very hot ceramic straightening iron. On the plus side, I again burnt my left hand, which had already been rendered useless. Next time, I shall look at my straightener and remember..."that's hot!" Awesome: Bonfires on the beach, trucks blasting the music [note: dancing on sand is more difficult than it looks], and copious amounts of alcohol. Not Awesome: Melting the soles of my brand new shoes because I was lounging too close to the fire. Considering that I am a complete pyrophobe, I'll just go right ahead and blame the booze. Yep, not awesome. Next time, I shall look at a bonfire and remember..."that's hot!" The moral of the story? I'm an idiot. Or perhaps I'm just cold-blooded and am attracted to heat? Or...uh... And on a completely unrelated note, I'm aware that I haven't blogged in several weeks...and harassing emails will not make me post any faster! Although I realize that I've just gone and set the precedent that harassing emails = blog post, that's not actually why I posted. Really! Liberated at 11:40 p.m. | |
| Tuesday, September 06, 2005 |
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Thank you, Mr. Speaker... Well, it looks like my London excursion is finally falling into place. I've found my flight (London to London!), a decent place to stay, and am trying to figure out how to narrow down my seemingly enormous must-see list. The big excitement of the day? The British Parliament is only open to foreign visitors for two months a year for tours. I hope I'm not crazy for rearranging my dates slightly to ensure that I can go. Anyone? No? Alright, then...please resume the mockery at your discretion. Liberated at 5:17 p.m. | |
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