Last Days

Well, tomorrow morning I'm back on a plane. :(

This has been the most non-adventurous but best-ever vacation since... well for a very long time. We had set the goal of sitting in, watching DVD's and doing nuthing. We met that goal with shining stars!

In a world where I work hard, have little play time and am stressed often, this was what I wanted most. Well, a beach hut in Jamaica with a cabana boy bringing me my rum drinks would have been nice, but still.

Zoey did not vault off my skull this time. She was busy sucking up. She did slug claris and try to steal her sandwich...

Anyway, it's just before noon and I'm off to visit the US postal office. I really hope they don't give me a hastle because the box isn't sealed the way I'd like it to be. Eh.

Going going gone. And on Wednesday I'm back to work. Rested and ready to put up with shit for another six weeks. I hope.