Monday, December 08, 2008

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

Wet feet and meetings with strange American men who look like Robin Williams when he smiles. Better write bad things about things you like and want to work for, relax, it'll be fine. Karen pick up the phone, and Karen come back. I've got so much I want to tell you.

Life is back on track, body is cigarette free for the 5th day and I can't wait to be home, in my bed and with the man of my dreams.

Life is good and life is great because I've only got 3 more pieces of work to do and no one likes you.