ygritte

Actually, I'm feeling altogether stuck in a spot I didn't really want to be. I can't objectively complain about anything - I have where to live, I have a regular job and I get to pay my bills. At the same time though, I'm pretty sure none of you were dreaming of sitting behind a desk and typing away into a computer all day every day either, when you were five years old
It's fine if the travel is business travel. I'd still get to see different places and meet new people and face some challenges which have not become stereotype yet. I'll have to check out Couch Surfing, but am not sure if I can do that when I have nothing to offer in return. I have a 25m2 flat, one (big) bed, no sofa and three cages of pets, so it's not exactly as if I can offer lodgings in Prague

Anybody have any thoughts on how I can get around with a regular job and no money? I don't have a boyfriend nor adventurous friends, so I don't know where to start.

How did I get to thinking about this again? One friend is on business trip followed by holidays in New York, another is on holidays in Thailand, mum just came back from a business trip in Athens in Greece... and now she's going to Morocco! She totally deserves an adventure of her own and some change of location, she's been working so hard and has earned it. I am really jealous at the same time though. That was such a blow it made me blush in chagrin - I've spent 5 and a bit years in a relationship with a Moroccan. I've always wanted to see Morocco and was looking forward to the moment when he might want to take me there and even though we broke up two years ago, I still want to go!

I mean, come on!






Plus, have you ever tried Moroccan cuisine? My ex was a chef, so I have and it was so delicious it got me to my current size That's the one thing to blame...

Today we've had quite an interesting training at work regarding why some of the avionics rules and regulations are just as hardcore as they are. Example one was British Airways Flight 5390 in June 1990 where a pilot got sucked out of the airplane when the front glass just flew off. This was due to different screws used to secure the glass than should have been. The pilot got sucked out and his feet got stuck in the controls, so they were able to get a hold on him before they lost him, though his face was ramming against the window. Luckily, they managed to keep a hold on him, as the copilot had trouble enough landing a plane without the captain jamming the engine And as unlikely as it sounds, that dude survived!


The other was Partnair Flight 394 where the airplane crashed because the auxiliary power unit was bolted with bolts from a non-approved supplier and there were three, not four. The APU started oscillating and flew off, taking the aircraft tail with it.

The moral of the story I took from the training is, that if you've got to screw something, you better screw it right, and use the right tool too

I really really need someone to massage my back, or the whole of me in fact. But the back hurts. And I want lots and lots of hugs. I want someone to help me with the heavy stuff and be manly so I can admire him at work and be all turned on by how capable he is Oh, and I've been alone for so long, that I can't walk down the street without checking out the ass of every semi-hot guy whom I pass I need to get physical! Oh, but I want romance as well. I want the whole deal and to be happily in love, naive and walking on sunshine