I'm leaving on a jetplane. Don't know when I'll be back again. Oh babe, I hate to gooo.
Okay none of that is true. I just love that song.
I'm not really going on a jet plane. Just a normal airplane.
I'm getting back on the 13th. Just in time for Valentine's day. And I mean the movie, the one with the humongous cast. Bradley Cooper, Patrick Dempsey, Taylor Lautner, Jessica Alba, Anne Hathaway. Sigh. Why do I feel like it's going to be a mess? Too many cooks spoil the broth.
Atleast it'll be a pretty broth though.
And of course, I can't *wait* to go. I need a break, man. I need to find my sanity, and fast. I need to spend sometime away from stuff that reminds me of how I'm standing in the middle of shit.
Not to mention that I miss the kids terribly.
If incase, you have no clue what I'm on about? You are #fail, in twitter terms. I'm off to Qatar to visit my Di.
S'long, me hearties.