Let's get away from it all...

[celtic_traveler]

I have a very ominous feeling about my trip down Savannah, and I'm not exactly sure why. My stomach's all in knots, but perhaps it's just anxiousness to get down there and start enjoying myself. I really really really really....want to get away from work. from Atlanta. Just away. I need a back rub. I need a malibu and pineapple or maybe a midori sour. I need to cry I think, but over nothing in particular. I need the pounding stress in my head to leave. Go bye-bye. Vamous. I need to forget about my job. I need to get laid...

I think Sparrow knows I'm leaving him for a little while. He's all curled up on my legs just sleeping away. And I need to go to bed, but I don't want to disturb his cute little self. Ugh...