Thaw Time

21st November 2006 (date of the original post)

* A month back (not like I remember much) I found my self typing out some random jazz under the influence of corpus amounts of alcohol, the result of which was a post riddled with grammatical errors and typos from hell. In an effort to solve the mystery of the missing post, I give you all a better version of the same. My only dilemma was post the above mentioned corrections the original drunken affect was lost in the saneness of my present existence

I haven’t slept in 32 hours (you can’t really call the power nap I took some 20 odd hours back as a misconstrued notion of a normal mans’ sleep) so once again I am sleep deprived, a wee drunk and terribly hangover.

Well that’s me…. All the impending stress of excess baggage and psychotic, hypochondriac, kleptomaniac demented flat mates finally seems to have taken a back seat. For the record I was 19 kilos over the permitted baggage allowance but then again I managed to convince them to let me take 15 of those precious kilos without paying a single penny (not like I had any). As far as the remaining 4 kilos were concerned... oh well I gave it to the ground staff who were reluctant to graciously accept some of my unlaundered underwear, socks and loads of shit I wouldn’t even wanna mention here.

And those flat mates... Oh Lord !!!!!… I hope some one chops them to lill bits and feeds them to dogs at the gates of hell. Any more statements made by me here, and if that bitch reads this she might just break her head and call the cops and get me arrested for abetment of causing grievous hurt. Come to think of it… I don’t care a flying fuck any more, bitches and dogs like them should just be shot in their greedy non existent balls

So there goes… I have vented enough… I am finally going home… 14 months in this deep freeze already feels like a distant dream and I am all too glad at least for now, it just might be a different story when I land in India tomorrow and melt., in that case my will shall be available online for those who might think they are lucky enough to claim anything that’s worth claiming for.
Flying over Istanbul and I have another six hours before I land in Dubai and then it’s a long wait before I get onto that all important flight to Delhi
Mixed feelings fog my mind right now… I am not really sure what to expect, to start with I am not used to having people around no more, it might just be a wee strange for me to be surrounded by overwhelming number of people. It sure as hell will be strange sleeping at night or at least pretending to sleep with all the chaos around me. Further still my biggest fear is the heat and sun, for the record I even googled for the sun over a month back, things have been bleak enough for me to restore to such extreme measures…. I guess I should get back to my Irish coffee.
More from the next leg my journey


Over Tehran

(Very very drunk)- giving Good ol’ Pete a run for his money
I hope Shane is reading this... dude I am over ya favorite country in the whole wide world… and I so wish I could just drop down to meet that hero of a man they call their President.
2 hours away from Glasgow ( Dubai… was just too hammered to remember where I was headed) and I am hammered like no body’s business, 7whiskeys 4 Jack Daniels and 5 baileys what else could ya expect and I am still not done/ I got a long way to go before I can call it quits… the lack of sleep coupled with all this alcohol in the system is doing wonders and I love the feeling. For the record the cabin temperature as been increased and I can already feel the heat scorching my back. Delhi is going to be fun.