just what the doctor prescribed

It wasn’t necessary, but I cleared all my old posts, over six months worth it must’ve been. Some clicks are meant for cleansing. And for over a month I’ve considered an update, but never quite made it.

In essence, all I am doing now is waiting for Thursday, buuut that wait could well extend to Sunday. Of course, I’m refreshing my gmail, waiting for an email from Etihad Airways. If maybe you didn’t know before, didn’t quite grasp the concept, this matters to me like, dearly. Usually anticipation does wonders in everyday life for me, but this is bordering on torture. I am daydreaming about the domino’s falling, the effects following the cause. Resigning, planning, scrounging, packing, bye-bye-ing.. flying.

my highly amusing passport-sized pic.. the guy photoshopped it yet I still end up like this ..

I haven’t tried it yet, but I have 2-weeks worth of Xanax. It’s my prescription, yes, thankyouverymuch. Test drive. Maybe I could take enough to sleep though till the rising of the sun on Sunday?

Speaking of sleep.. *yawns with vigor*