Bird bath

So there I was on a late Friday night, operating all the wonderful machinery that the air force so wisely trusts me with, and I end up with a migraine.

Again.

We're conducting some training using the fueling system on the aircraft, when suddenly I am DRENCHED... in Jet fuel. This stuff is heinous. It dissolves cotton, if that's any indication to what it did to my skin...

And the fumes... oh lordy the fumes.

My head still hurts and my eyes are a beedy thousand mile stare red.

JP8 is the stuff, it's pretty close to pure kerosine- which is lovely all on its own. I'm just glad there wasn't fire, or I would be significantly more pissed off.

I'm glad its a long weekend, I can't make myself do anything, I'm keeping the lights off.

=Sean

What do you do when you have a million important things to say to someone and do no know how?

=Sean

Many times.

22.

Older than ever.

=Sean

Yeah yeah.

I swear the two posts are happening, I just need to stop procrastinating.

=Sean

'Erez sum ORKZ...

Santa Ork is coming to crush a stuffed animal near you, very very soon.






"IZ sum' stuffinz in im' bearz!"


=Sean

It's cold.

It's London. It's cold. It's tiresome. It's too dark. It's too loud. It's too crowded. It's depressing.

:)

I'm enjoying myself.


More by Christmas on that.

=Sean

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her bones.



The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will, we’ll roam.

Yo ho, all hands,
hoist the Colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

Yo ho, haul together,
hoist the Colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never say we die.

Some men have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
– with the keys to the cage…
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler’s Green!

Yo ho, all hands,
hoist the Colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

Yo ho, haul together,
hoist the Colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never say we die.

The bell has been raised
from it’s watery grave…
Do you hear it’s sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all,
pay head the squall
and turn your sail toward home!

Yo ho, all hands,
hoist the Colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

Yo ho, haul together,
hoist the Colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never say we die.


By the by, a good movie. Pirates 3.



=Swoz