Trip related goodness

In 13 hours I'll be flying alongside the lovely Ms Dotter on what is the maiden voyage of our trip. Not sure if that made sense entirely, but you know what I mean.

First flight we're catching together to begin 3 weeks of each other, the UK, winter and FUN! The last one is a non negotiable. Hehehe, poor Kris has no idea what she's in for.. it shall be fun indeed.

In silly news, the hogmenay tickets havent arrived yet. This doesnt bode well for our NYE, but Ive double and triple checked the details they sent me and its possible we're one of the ones to pick upour tix at the doors.. hmm shall be interesting no doubt. We'll work something out, not too stressed, there are still many tickets out there.

All our hotels were sorted, agent152 is very resourceful and solved all last minute dilemmas that arose with Vicarage, now there should be no problems bar the usual food ones we'll face. Soup, here we come!

Kris arrives later tonight, mum shall take us to the airport tomorrow morning - yep the dreaded 4am check-in session. And at 6am we fly. Off into the sunrise, quite literally.

I shall miss you all. Yes, even you in the back there. If you've given me your address, rest assurred the drunken postcards will begin arriving soon.. I have a reputation to protect after all =-)

If you haven't, well, arent you missing out then.

If there be internet access, and if time permits, I shall update that which agent152 and I get upto.. or down too. If not, you'll have to hold out like everyone else for the stories when we return.

Its snowing in London. Score!

Evenin' fellow bloggites, have yourselves a lovely holiday season and party well!

The wisdom of Drusilla

Her heart pounded and butterflies roamed free - all through her body the vibration of both made her want to throw up. Anxiety is a small word for any kind of first. The first time you public speak, the first time there are introductions, the very first meeting between two strangers.

Dru wasn't too keen on any of this. The thoughts 'why was this happening' and 'how can I get out of this' were running around and around in a huge spiral of this and that through her mind. Somethings are difficult no matter what you say and force yourself to think, meeting a boy you've only spoken to on the phone and online is one of these.

He was awesome. Starting from his shoes and ending with his hair, it was all pretty fantastic. No white trainers [yep, Mon], no skinny jeans, none of that black eyeliner and definitley no ebony dyed hair. With a sense of humour to boot. How on earth was she meant to keep her hands and mouth to herself NOW?

The first time they met, there was a trip to the amusement park - which ended up being closed. Never fear, they ambled along the harbour and piers talking. Rambling from one topic to the other with an ease she hadn't felt with anyone in a long time. It was like lightening in slow motion.

The first time ended on a great note. He was laughing and she was smiling.

She coudn't stop herself from wanting to meet him again. They made plans for the next week. Chuckles. This time he was making the plans, and she hoped perhaps this time, things would go according to plan.

Not that plans and their failure had mattered all that much last time anyway.

But you are not a Jedi, yet.

Clearly my binge on Pirates and Jedi's is spilling over into my other worlds. Superhumans have always held a special kind of sway over me.

Last week involved the last of the rituals, then Dorian Gray on Tuesday evening with Mon and Binks. Loved Dorian!! Ben Barnes is brilliant form of humanity. Physically speaking of course =) His acting wasn't too bad either.

This weeks laser tag session has been cancelled, far too many people were busy and doing other people to come. Sigh. In brighter news, there are still quite a few number of things on this week: Movies with Brad late in the afternoon tomorrow, Wednesday at 152's, Wednesday evening dinner with Rosie. Thursday a surprise activity - for him, not me- with Simon. I know!! How cool is it, I have a friend called Simon now.. yep, Em there shall be epic Si-Mon jokes to come. Friday work and then Green Day with Binks. Phew. If I survive all that, work again on Saturday.

The only real downer in all this is that Ive managed to pull a muscle again! I know, second time in two years. Not a record I wanted to set, believe me. Therapy everyday till Friday and then some. SIGH.

Next week, Saturday, agent152 and I fly to London! Yay! Its come up on so quickley.. we only booked the tickets like two days ago. Oh and we found a lovely hotel, Blooms near the West End to spend xmas in. Yep, all well and good on that score.

Before that, Ive made plans with my cousin Rosie on Wednesday - next week- and Thursday lunch with 152 and Janne. Yep, not stretching myself too thin at all =p

Alright, thats all from me now. Might try out the first part of my NaNoWriMo story later on here.. for the moment, I await Luke's hand being destroyed with the lines, "I am your father, Luke."

Noooooooooooooooo............