When someone asks you… if you have a passport… you.. say.. YES!
The last thing I expected to hear on the phone tonight was:
“Hey, how would you and James like to come with us for a week in Mazatlan, Mexico about the end of May. The suite is paid for, so it’s just the cost of airfare. It has a full kitchen and dining room, so we can eat fairly cheaply. It’s supposed to be right on the beach…”
What I expected to hear was: I have no idea. You’re fired, maybe. Jeez. JEEZ… and James still hasn’t officially put in for his Bermuda days off yet.
Are we insane? Can somebody loan us 50gazillon dollars so we can just travel from now until eternity and quit our jobs? Please?
Edit:
skjarl has made a Comment
Hey can I go if you don’t?
April 5, 2006 @ 9:41 pm
schlemaggle has made a Comment
I didn’t, I swear! She’s just that on top of things, even if she has some trouble with grammar, spelling, and punctuation.
April 5, 2006 @ 10:53 pm
scienceiscool has made a Comment
dude, go.
April 6, 2006 @ 9:21 am
gryndyl has made a Comment
Go! And screw cooking in the kitchen. There’s some great restaurants in Mazatlan.
April 6, 2006 @ 9:58 am