In preparation for my upcoming flight and new time zone (Pickles has deemed me flight-worthy... no random girl in my seat!) I woke myself up early at an ungodly hour. Battling a cold as well has made for a rather sniffly and hoarse morning. My reaction times are also halved, so when my cat Lady decided to play ninja kitty, she landed a big scratch.
Meanwhile I can hear my little brother Shporty and father Doubleoseven snoring in harmony. It is seven thirty already and I am still the only one awake!
Never mind, I stand corrected. Pickles has launched on a frantic crusade and we are the heathens. Hopefully she'll have better success than the real crusades! At the very least I ask that we don't die of dysentery.
The battle has reached my room, and I must flee/put real clothes on. The next time I broadcast, I may be on the other side of the Pond!
Safe travels and have a blast...Marfedora?! We will eagerly await updates and learning the latest in French slang. :-)
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