aCRaZe of kRiS!!

Now I admit to just showing off.



It's a quarter past 2 a.m. as you can see on my blog date, and I have just finished giving my room a much over-due, thorough scrub-down. It was really, really gross, but had to be done because I couldn't take it anymore and there is nothing more rewarding than coming home to a clean room. So in three weeks, I will be able to reap the rewarding benefits of tonight.

I don't know how I am going to leave MAK Bunny. I am worried that he will think I don't love him and that I have abandoned him or equally as worse, that he will love his bunny sitters more than me.

Peter Lazar, co moge zrobic bez ciebie w moim zyciu codziennie? Trzymajcze, i kiedy wracam, muszimy isc na coke albo kawe razem, dobra? Bo mamy kilka "jinx" ze muszimy obchodzic czyli gromadzic (jak to wlasnie mowic dobrze? Mam nadzieje ze rozumiesz.)

Mike, you gardener you. What would you do if I let you nail me there on the street? Do you really want to be under my spell? More on the 21st...

So I am packed and in 12 hours will board Air France. I am due to arrive in Paris around 3:10, and leave for Atlanta around 3:55 where we should touch down at 7:35. I am hoping and praying to make the 8:10 shuttle to Chattanooga. If not there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth! Lev Mashchak will pick me up in Chattanooga at either 10 or 12 respectively, and from there we will see where the wind blows. Oh Poland, how can I leave you? My poor heart!