Wake me when it's all over.

[shop_bitch]

Suffering from jet lag is much akin to being in some kind of grey tinted limbo or seemingly endlesss purgatory. Nothing is the right way up and I am looking at the world through bleary eyes and feeling more than a little woozy. 24 hours on a plane is enough to send me pitching forward into the abyss of madness and leave me thinking that the

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[miss_vanilla]

go back to bed. sea will be there tomorrow. (if it isn't, you've run nto bigger problems....)

ipod is a life saver, that's all i'm saying.

err. and try accidentally spilling liquid in her lap next time? repeatedly.

oh, and my birthday's coming up next month, will you bring me an aussie? i ran into one in my shithole of a state the other day, but failed to pick him up. (not for lack of trying)

[shop_bitch]

I will send you a bronze limbed, blonde haired Aussie all wrapped up with a ribbon. In fact you're welcome to them all..

How could you bear listening to that accent though?

[miss_vanilla]

i'm just asking for vaguely intelligetn and tall. hair colors means nada ;)

ah, see the accent doesn't bother me one bit. kinda like it. american ears and all.

[shop_bitch]

For that ability I would surely kill, or give up a limb.. perhaps.

I've been here a week and my sleep patterns are still all over the place. I wake up just before 5 each morning - the sun starts to shine, the birds start to sing and my days are becoming sooooo long it's almost unbearable.

I'd prefer to feel like the platypus, than the empty headed zombie I am now.

[miss_vanilla]

oh yes, and what the hell are you doing communing online when you're on vacation?!