Ummmm DRUNK! weeee.

BENF305, I will miss you!

Ummmmm HEATHROW?

Can we say nervous???

Guess who's flying into Heathrow before she flies to Roma? Oh that's right: me. All I can take on the plane as a carry-on e un ziploc bag con mio passaporto, mio driver's license, breast milk (...) and glasses with no case. Um okay so like
AAAAAAAGGGHHHHHH!

Tyler got a flight to f-ing AMSTERDAM! Why didn't I think of that?? OH RIGHT... the travel agent. Well, at least I have someone else to blame :oP

Okay so my freak-out is an ongoing thing, but like... really... I'm calm. I'm very levelheaded in messy situations, and this one is no different. So, I'm signing out with this phrase: io vorrei un pollo in mio cappotto. Translation: I would like a chicken in my coat.

Why? BECAUSE I CAN! (slash that's all I know how to say)