So, I bought my plane ticket home. It was a viscious, teeth-gritting experience—somewhat how I imagine a stock trade must feel. I kept finding these great deals, just to have them snatched away before I could buy them. Seconds litteraly count in the high-tension world of the cyber-travel agent!
But, with all the difficulties behind me, I now have a ticket and I'm flying home shortly after Xmas. Because of the time difference, this means I'll arrive about 30 minutes after I take off on the 26th of December. Isn't Time an awesome thing?! Only a 30 minute flight to Toronto!
Now I just gotta wait for the embassy to send me my passport! ...........Yowser!
Anyway, this is also a call out. If there is anything you want me to bring from the Land of the Rising Sun. Please leave a comment and I'll see what I can do.
fig. 8: mmmmmmmm yummy!
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I thought that was an image of a mouth of bad round teeth being pulled, then my eyes converged on the beast.
My friend Benjamin would always say 'bob's yer uncle' for everything. Like he's standing in line at the A&W buying a large poutine and when he gives the money, he's like "bob's yer uncle".
i want a tattoo.
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