Alright, I'm getting very upset here. You see, I'm trying to come home during december for those of you that haven't heard yet. I'm trying really hard. Expensive tickets, plus the death factor in it. First, the terrorists. I wasn't too upset about that, if they had little plastic knives, or metal ones, I'd chuck them out the plane. I'm not afraid of some little Arabian guy waving a little piece of silverware around. But when planes suddenly just self combust in the air, I'm starting to get a little nervous. And I know that no matter how fast I flap my arms, I'm not going to slow down my trip back to the wonderful ground, or ocean. Especially since I'm taking four plane trips within 2 weeks. Two of them are flying directly over the New Bermuda Triangle (New York City), and the other two are flying dangerously close to it. For those of you that are wondering why I'm not going to be home during Christmas, let me tell you. I'm flying back to Germany on the 18th, because the Army gives us time off during Christmas and New Years. Well, when I go on leave, I'm using up days that I've earned. Even if the Army is giving everybody else days off, I'm still getting time taken off the time I've earned. So, when I come back to Germany, I'll have 2 more weeks off. I won't be paying for them either. Sounds like a deal with me. I'll just have to celebrate Christmas twice this year. But no, I'm not overreacting. I'm just upset.

  posted by Anonymous @ 12:27 PM