Everyone should be prepared for me to do nothing for the next twenty days but talk about London. I am just way too excited to possibly contain myself, but at the same time, expecting disaster. Becca has been in Africa for two weeks on Safari and she has one more week and then she will be home. I was getting worried and scared about the whole thing with her being away that she wouldn't want to do London anymore, and that she wouldn't want me to come. She called last night all in a panic, "you're still coming, aren't you?! I was worried you had changed your mind!!", so we both had the same fears. I have been doing some research online about free and cheap things to do in London and I just can't stop freaking out. Some of the pictures of things literally make me want to cry. I have wanted this so badly, since I was 12 and have been in the planning stages (or maybe just the "wistful" stages for over two years now. It seems so strange that someone I have known on the internet for five years and I will finally get to meet, even though we are an ocean apart. I'll finally get to meet my lovely, I'll finally get to go to the country I have been in love with for as long as I can remember. I AM FINALLY GOING TO *DO* something!! EEEEE. Vacation is still not approved at work, but I've decided I will give them an ultimatum. Willard looked so scared that I was just going to walk away when we found out about the shift thing that I think he'd take an ultimatum. "Give me my week of vacation or I am quitting." He'd rather override the system than let me go, I think, our department has dwindled down. Yesterday was Andre's last day. He came back thinking he had forgotten something and I said "Yes, you did.", teasing him as though he had forgotten an object, "What is it?", "You know.." And then he said "Oh!" and came over and gave me a massive hug. That's not exactly what I was looking for, but it was nice to know that I had a profound enough presence to make him miss me and consider me a friend. He has been my saviour in this department thus far. I guess Denis will have to do from now on... Speaking of Denis, he is in Los Angeles this week! Leaving today! YAY! Don't forget to bring me back Vin!
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Thursday, Aug. 18, 2005 ~ 10:05 a.m.
