Business class, FUCK YEAH!!

Well, a very difficult couple of days in Seoul. I'm really not very good at sitting there and taking one for the team when it's the team that's dishing it out. I found one good way of taking my mind of the constant fisting though; I'd just look one of the Koreans in the face and think "I'm so roan-rey" and I would smile. This of course enraged them further. Then I would imagine the Kim Jong Il glasses on them and my smile would widen and threaten to break into a laugh. At this point eyes start popping out of heads.

When I looked at the french all I saw was garlic steak tartare ... in a gutter.

And I got upgraded for the flight home so;

Lick-my-ass and suck-on-my-balls

Morning all

It's the run up to my break for freedom. Last Friday was a melancholy day. Should have been my last day at work... Ah well, being a work whore's not so bad (I guess)

Took Mojo (now with inflated self image of stature) to the vets on the weekend for his final check-up before getting the flight this Saturday. Than started a short farce culminating in him getting an RFID tag yesterday. Go me of work early to get him to the vets so I suppose it was worth the stress. Now Mojo (the mighty) has a gadget that I don't have. Still has to crap in a bin full of sand mind...

In more terrible news I have to go to Korea today. I was really hoping to ride out my last weeks at work without the need for a further trip into the heart of my favorite culture, but it seems not. To top it off there'll be French people there As well. Just 1 1/2 days so I shall have to grin and bear it.

See you al later in the week

Bomber out