California Here I Come
Seventy-five degrees and balmy. Am stealing a quick minute to blog, as I am twitching from withdrawal. 😉 Flights were fine, although six hours in a pressurized cabin did not help my dry sockets in my mouth, but I’ll live.
Haven’t done anything touristy. Am working uber-long days and blogging only in my head. Walked around on Friday night — through Downtown Disney — and took some photos. LOVE the palm trees and breezes and flowers-o-plenty. Am so bloody tired — keep awakening at 3:30 a.m. because my body is on East Coast time.
J-Ho is such an asshole. Luckily, she is staying the hell out of my way, but she has been whiny and pissy and bitchy to all. But she’s surgically attached to her boss, so we’re all happy to be rid of her. Other folks (Town Crier and someone else from her hallway) are creating much drama for others who are actually working for a living. ‘Tis a shame.
I’ve been keeping to myself, and that’s the best thing I can do for myself here. I wish I could stay longer — long after these jokers leave. But next time I come back, it will be for vacation and vacation only, I promise you that.
Photos coming in April!