blah sleep who needs sleep. I'm back home (sorry for those who hoped
otherwise) ended flying finnair which was nice for a change though my poor
parents had to pick me up in the other terminal. Well anyway. found something
I wrote when I flew TO finland over a week ago when I unpacked and shrug it
belongs here though I would see it differently today:

18.7.04 Whee writing Blog in an airplane... let's see whether I ever really
manage to type that stuff again to get it published. One of the rare moments
when I feel so happy to be me -> please remind me of that moment when I'm down
whining again dear reader. Sitting on 1F in the first row of an Airbus A321
flying to Helsinki. I just finished a yummie - even vegetarian (!) meal,
waiting for the purser to serve me coffee. I got a whole row of 3 seats for my
leisure and could get used to this. I AM a lazy ass :). I just had my second
glass of dry white wine and enjoying a happy, happy, joy, joy state. It WAS
stress after all... I worked early shift beginning at 5.30 this morning and
the big summer vacation started 2 days ago... basically meaning that our
check-in counters were crowded like hell ... BUT ... now I'm in business
class, reading a great book (my Fidelma ovels reached me yesterday), writing
blog, drinking coffee and eating yummie cookies I was served for the coffee.
Oh and I'm listening to 'We are the Champions' by Queen on my MP3 player.

Oh boys... if I ONLY could feel that happy and carefree all my life - I feel 
could make great things happen. LOL ... OK that sounded egocentric... but
still... I really think I could accomplish something ... and instead I'm -
once again - fleeing to what has become my second home by now - Finland. funny
that of all these countries I've visited I feel most at home in Finland. OK...
repetition alert: I SHOULD move there... Sigh I kinda skipped my final exams
which would lead to my M.A. again for this trip... But I took care of an
elderly lady today who told me to enjoy life every fucking day (or... she
didn'T say fucking) of it while I'm young. She told me about her dreams and
wishes and told me that she is too old for most of them now and that she
wished she would have done more when she was younger. So maybe my friends and
co-workers call me crazy cause I'm going abroad all the time... but then again
do I care? Blah - I LIKE being crazy and for fucks sake who isn't?! (Copyright
for 'for fucks sake' goes to Brog :) )