I do tend to ramble on about my man hermit *flirt!* If you can put up with that, feel free to wander round at will... :)
"Take my hand I give it to you, Now you own me, all I am... You said you would never leave me, I believe you, I believe. I can feel you all around me, thickening the air I'm breathing... Holding on to what I'm feeling, Savouring this heart that's healed."
I really can't believe this guys!! I just got back from collecting my mail at the Post Office a few minutes ago ~ look what I got, already!!!
I don't know just how much excitement a mouse can handle all at once! No sooner do I land back in the 'Pool, than I'm about to go booking the hostel and Megabus for London, all over again. This is getting out of hand! LMAO! Give me chance to have a cuppa and a ciggie, will you?!!
I might be a tad busy today guys ~ will catch up with you all asap!
Thanks guys! My hands are shaking and I can't stop laughing!
I've phoned work and arranged the time off ~ I was supposed to be working the 9th and 10th, but I reckon this is a tiny bit more important. :D Booked the Megabus, and booked the hostel. Downloaded and printed my Google map so I can find the Embassy easily ~ it looks like another quick, maybe 30 minute, walk from the hostel. This is just CRAZY!!! :D I'm gonna go have that cuppa and ciggie... then start packing some clothes! :D
Welcome to America, land of once-promising democracy, now a broken land devoid of a national culture, sinking under the weight of paying the way of special interests, some of the least deserving humanoids on the face of the earth. America has always stood for the cultural and educational elite who naturally called the shots as to what is quality and what is quantity. Art for the masses? I think not. Art for the tasteful, the discriminating, the patrician. In other words, follow the White man and learn the genteel art of speaking the correct English in a proper format and make sure the help always enters from the rear. Why would anyone want to give special recognition to the stupid, the funny looking, the vacant, the soiled, the perinially pregnant or the masses of any kind. Now that I think of it, that also describes England. Bah humbug and all that rot!!!!!!!
Its all coming together hun im really plzed for you ... will have to get my skates on and sort a weekend to come see you maybe before i get new kittie as well catch ya soon hugs
I don't think I ever told you, but when I got my "Mouse in America" gear in the mail, my kids asked what it was about, so I explained that a friend was going through the steps to immigrate here, etc. etc. Now, every time a package comes in the mail, my son gives me a knowing look and says, "I know what this is... You're mailing your friend to America!"
Now, every time a package comes in the mail, my son gives me a knowing look and says, "I know what this is... You're mailing your friend to America!"
That's just too cute Free! Y'know, I only got my own order last week! Wayyyyyy behind everyone else. I'm debating whether to wear the shirt and cap to the interview next week.... hehehe...
That's just too cute Free! Y'know, I only got my own order last week! Wayyyyyy behind everyone else. I'm debating whether to wear the shirt and cap to the interview next week.... hehehe...
Take in pictures of all of your American friends in their gear!
Best of luck during your interview. I don't know what it's like on that side of the pond, but my hubby went through all of it over there. It was rather nerve wracking, especially since his interview was exactly 1 month after the 9/11 attacks over here. They asked a LOT of questions regarding terrorism while he was in front of the medical examiner, completely starkers! lol Can you imagine the embarrassment?