Morning!
Had a lovely flight last night - as I am terrified of taking off the cabin boy saw I had teh fear and brought me a big glass of wine.
There was a soldier coming home in the economy section, the cabin crew dragged his ass up to first class. Even though I don't support the war I DO support the troops, and as he was sat next to me I wouldn't let anyone get off the plane before him :)
Got to hotel drunk as fuck and passed out around 10pm. Is now 7.30, so gonna tour the city.

Have a good Saturday, b3tards!

Edit: If anyone wants a postcard, gaz me your address
( Batshitangelgabriel being not quite so batshit since, Sat 30 May 2009, 15:34, Reply)

You too Ms WBM!
I hope you get at least something from your poll done...
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Sat 30 May 2009, 15:35, Reply)

am I allowed a postcard?
all the way over here?
(Poppet Nothing like an almighty urgency-fuck!, Sat 30 May 2009, 16:24, Reply)

only
if you forward it to mr vampyrecat
(Killing in the name of Halfy keeps changing things, Sat 30 May 2009, 16:54, Reply)

Both of you
gaz me :)
( Batshitangelgabriel being not quite so batshit since, Sat 30 May 2009, 17:20, Reply)

postcards?
yippee!
(tuqueboy has been in a medically -induced coma since, Sat 30 May 2009, 21:56, Reply)