I'm fine, really. I moped a little for the best part of a week but I'm fine now. I've gotten over the whole return to urban reality thing. I get it, we can't have everything all the time and PL says we'll go back next year. And, he does have point the food is better here, I was missing my beef with tripe and the kefir and of course my toy collection. This week was definitely way better, we did our weekly visit with Maisie and damn, that girl had some game this week. Awesome. And she's a lot prettier than Jerry.
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Boats & Planes
"Lady, I'm just trying to help you" the airline counter clerk snapped at the passenger having a meltdown because our flight back to New York had been delayed for over an hour. "I'm going to miss my connection to London" she wailed. Well I had my own troubles to deal with. There was the kid that wanted to pet me every five minutes on the ferry ride. Then there was a hefty wait between our ferry arrival and departing flight and there were dogs patrolling the airport so guess who sat quietly in his sherpa without a peep from 5.30pm till midnight that night when we finally rolled into our apartment. Uh huh Thats right. Why oh why couldn't we just have stayed where we were- I was only just beginning to get the hang of all those crazy noises outside and I had just found a great new tug of war partner that very morning - Jerry. Sigh.
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