Today,Friday the 13th,I am returning to work.Of course only silly me would chose a weird date like Friday the 13th to return to the skies.Here's to hoping these crazy Al Qaeda fellows are not quite ready with their plan, to use planes as their own disposable bombs.
Of course the flight is completely packed with tiresome tourists,all wanting to go see the tulip bulbs in Amsterdam,and I am so not ready to be nice.
Oh...and my pants do not fit anymore,so I am now wearing my extra large sweater vest over the open zipper of my pants...nice.
Since I am no longer being able to tolerate alcohol,and since Vincent and I are a little low on monetary funds,I will stay in my room,watch Dutch tv and do yoga.I even bought my own little portable travel yoga mat!
Vincent is picking me up on Sunday,so yeah...already looking forward to jumping in his arms.
Wish that damn buyout will happen soon,so I will no longer have to worry about crazy people blowing up my planes,and wearing vests that are too big,so they will cover up my opened zippers...
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