Really...

I awoke at 7am today, a sudden change of routine.  I found myself in line with common people, all dirty looking compared to myself at the passport office.  Task 1 - complete.  I can get on the plane tomorrow.

Task 2 - go to Castlemore to house sit.  I was asked as I have time during the day and I was promised lunch.  mmm, I get to eat today.  As I played the baby grand piano in the empty home, I thought to myself as I looked our the window towards the tennis court "this drifting snow is like the pieces of my unemployed fabulous heart, the more I'm still the more I lose myself, so I squander my self loathing attributes to a mansion to eat the finest food offered to me, meh...is this all that life has to offer?."  I took two naps, walking back and forth in a large area was tiring.  As soon as my aunt got home, she had choices for me for lunch...hhmmm, I don't have to eat dinner tonight I thought to myself....she tried to pay me for my stay and also gave me an 18 caret gold ring.

RRRREEEAAAALLLYYYY..........

The ring is gorge on me, perf for Mexico.

Task 3 - grab a video camera, check.  Fresh out of the box, I'l be great to shoot some footy during my vaca.

Task 4 - haircut.  My friend Mira hooked me up & did a great job.  If you need someone to cut & style your hair, she's the gal to go too.

What next? It's 8:30pm and I'm repacking...I have to pack things to match my newly acquired ring.....

Oh yah, I've hired a driver.  Brand new car too.  It's sporty & Stormtrooped.  I will arrive and depart in style.  

RRRREEEAAAALLLLYYYY!!!

What to do tomorrow? Lunch before my driver drops me off to YYZ? Why not?