World Citizen

Made it to Vegas, and made it back home, but at a heavy price. I've been in bed ever since. The good news is, the U.S of A have allowed me back into their flabby arms. So back to NYC and Hawaii at some point this year, maybe for my 30th, even though we have Tokyo tentatively planned for that one. We shall see.

Funny that I've been to this city (Vegas) 4 times, a city I don't particulally care for, and a city I find more than a little repulsive. I don't even like gambling (even though that's my business - sshh don't tell my boss). The shops at Caesars and at the Fashion Show Mall are quite magnificent. Oh well, dum, di-dum, di-dum, dam, de-deh that's the way that my heart goes.

At least the sambo_hanna is pleased with her menagerie of makeup gifts from Sephora, and I consumed a decades worth of jack and cokes while bad cover bands played the hits of Pat Benetar.

I'm moving office, a whopping 8 minutes walk from my current location above Central Station to the World Trade Center. Mum will be a nervous wreck when I tell her that one, even though Stockholmians know there is no reason to be. Mums eh?



Anyway, time to get out of bed and get better, we have a date with Mozzilini tomorrow night!