So I am on the flight, typing this, even though I know that actually submit this until I land and reconnect, but it actually cool that I can begin to write this now, and then post it when I have a later opportunity to do so.

I get to the airport in plenty of time (for a change). And after a brief argument with the check-in agent (over something stupid), I get my boarding pass and then go to the gate. Except I am so early that there is no one there. So I decide to do what anyone does in a predicament like that. I hit the bar. I order a Absolut Vanilla Vodka and ginger ale. The drink is so strong it knocks me right off my ass (that and I have not drank anything since Thursday). I literally am stumbling onto the plane (thanks to the 3/4ths alcohol 1/4ths ginger ale drink). Where I sit down and relax only to find that the plane has come with “the crying baby” attached installed. I always wonder why the airline gods curse me, by putting crying babies literally in my lap. Luckily, I have Bose (c) Noise-Cancelling Headphone, which drown out both the baby and that important safety information….

So here I type now, after I nice meal in-flight (chicken and garlic…I better not talk to anyone…oh wait, I have Altoids strips…the day is saved!), I am now typing away and working on e-mail and scoping out the cuties on the plane (there aren’t many…this flight must be in association with Mugly Airline. And now there is a gross old lady with her ass in my face. It’s soooo gross….I’m gonna barf those 4 beers I had in the first 30 minutes of the flight. And now her stomach blocks my keypad. So round, so plump. Has Santa had a sex change. I am sur that she would be polite and kind, if only she could pull the slabs of wrinkly flesh from over her eyes to realise that her stomach — which I suspect are her breasts plummeting towards her knees, are in my way….

Well, ignore that little tirade. She’s gone now…. 🙂

Anyway, that’s enough for now. I am in a rare mood… apprehensive….

…oh wait…that woman might not be a woman baby…it might be a man-man. I feel like grabbing it’s hair and shouting “why won’t this wig come off?”.

Eeeeeekkk…..the thing just smiled in my direction!!! Rodney is scared….Rodney tries to hide the overhead storage bin….this is unbearable…the smell of old washes over me…I want nothing more than an escape pod or a transporter.

Anyway, ok, I am leaving now. I realise just how little sense this is making, and perhaps this random stream of consciousness was better left in my own head…

So, I just came back from lunch with my manager (we went to McDonalds), and it was pretty good. We talked a lot about strategic directions and what has to happen to bring us to the next level of excellence. It was refreshing to hear that not all was lost in the world.

So, it’s now only 2.5 hours until I get on a plane and find myself in Brussels. I am excited about it. I will be studying a topic that I have long wanted to begin working on (Project Management) on the road to certification (maybe I won’t fail this certification like I have the previous ones ;).

Hmmm….well, back to work. There is so much to do and so little time, and I am *so* happy to be going to Brussels, I can barely contain my happiness! I am even staying my first choice hotel, the Hilton, because I have super status there and they will treat me like the God I am. 🙂

2003-07-08 – 01:26

“It’s so hard to say goodbye” or “Don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya!”

8 July 2003

Hey journal. This is kinda hard to do to you, but it’s time to say goodbye to you @ Diaryland.

The reasons are many, but this journal has been such a part of my life, it sucks to let it go. 🙁 But I have to. There are things I want to do and things I want to say in this journal that just aren’t meant for everyone. And since I can’t have much security around you journal, I have to put you to rest 🙁 *sobs*

However, all is not lost, readers. There is so much that I want to share with you all. You can follow my new adventures at:

http://rcornelius.livejournal.com

It will allow me to do so much more, and target who sees what entries based on interest and stuff like that. It will be a good thing, even though it is a sad event.

So I hope you update your bookmarks (if you kept them), and if you haven’t joined my notification list, take the opportunity to so do now.

Love you journal…I’ll keep the entries, but I’ll miss you just the same! 🙁

OK, so I bit the bullet and decided that a paid account was the way to go. So now that I have money invested in this site, I guess that I will make a greater atempt to use it. Another one of the cool things is the stand alone interface one can use, meaning that I don’t have to go to the webiste. Because I am a lazy bitch, I would always say “don’t have time to go to the website”. But I do have time to click on the taskbar and update in a text box. 🙂

Well, I guess I should go now and be a little productive. It is 12:30am here in Stockholm and I siuppose I better do something.