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Thursday, February 17, 2005

Leaving

For some reason I've been forgetting to put on my deodorant before I leave the house in the morning. It's been happening for months now. Luckily I have emergency deodorant in the glove compartment in my car, but it's the Teen Spirit kind, so I have pits that smell like melon balls. I guess it's better then smelling stank.

So today is the day. The day I leave the country. I'm excited and nervous. I hate going through security and then having to be looked over by the people in customs. It's always nerve wracking for me. I don't know why. I'm not a terrorist or smuggling drugs, I swear, so what's the big deal? Once I cross that customs firing squad I'll be fine. Right?

Before I go I should let you know that I'm not sure if I'll be blogging while I'm there. Dave has a computer but we're driving straight to Amsterdam from the Frankfurt Airport so the earliest I'll be on the computer is Sunday night, Germany time. With any luck I'll be able to log on and spill my guts about all I've done. I'm thinking of keeping a hand written journal so I can remember all the juicy parts.

Bon Voyage!

1 Comments:

At 12:02 PM, Blogger Jammie J. said...

Well, melon ball pit girl, I hope you have a safe AND FUN trip! To the security people, just lift your arm and declare, "I AM MELON, SMELL ME PIT!"

 

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