Slow Adventures in Slothville

July 6, 2004

It’s-the-middle-of-the-night-for-me Sloth

Filed under: Photography, Whateverall — shhville @ 10:46 am


Note to self

Having sex with the Vietnamese ballroom instructor in the airplane loo may seem like a good idea at the time.

But that's the Valium talking.

Well hello! I'm home safe and sound and the ticket thing was very stressful but it worked out in the end (I used the age-old "stoic crying" trick where you try valiantly to speak through a deluge of tears without raising your voice even a tidge. The sympathy just RAINS down. Took my lost-ticket charge down from $1100 to $100. I win!)

Next installment of travel journal follows. (Separate post as cannot be seen typing from scribbles in little black book at work and must wait until lunch hour). Will update later about Edwards as veep if I can muster the energy. Have not slept since yesterday afternoon. Jetlag is a bee-yatch. Posted by Hello

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13 Comments »

  1. You dirty no-good slothing, slothie-slotherson!! Sloth you, motherslother!! Where the sloth have you been?! Sloth you to heck sloth! Welcome back sloth. I slothed you very much while you were gone.
    -Don Dastardo

    Ps: Koalas kick Sloth ass…and so do Dastards.

    Comment by Avuncular 1 — July 6, 2004 @ 11:04 am

  2. So glad you’re home…so did the Valium overcome the bathroom-sex urge?

    Comment by Nerdygirl — July 6, 2004 @ 11:36 am

  3. As mentioned previously, welcome back, we missed your wicked sense of humor…

    PS. Jay was talking shit, I didn’t want to say nuthin’ but he was baggin’ on your coochie… I just can’t let das’shit slide.

    Comment by The Dave — July 6, 2004 @ 12:31 pm

  4. So glad you are back! We missed you! I thought of you when I heard about Edwards. Yes, crying can work wonders. Always good to use whatever methods you have at your disposal. 🙂 kim

    Comment by lucidkim — July 6, 2004 @ 12:49 pm

  5. Slothikins! You have been missed! Glad you are back, and I just cannot wait to hear the rest of your adventures – and would love to hear about the lost ticket fiasco…

    Comment by Varla — July 6, 2004 @ 1:59 pm

  6. Dastard – right now I’m slurry slotherson. So tired, cannot believe. Keep asking same questions over and over and over. Can only keep one eye open to look at computer screen.

    Abra – missed you – you’re right, we vacationed at wonky times and passed like two ships in the night…aw, how romantic. And, uh, no comment on the other thing.

    Dave – where and when. Tell Sloth now. Comply. Sloth would very much like to read this “shit-talk” of which you speak.

    K – these are the times when being female comes in handy, yes? Anything to do with tickets: speeding, lost, paying for, etc.

    I’m all discompoopillated. Need sleep.Neeeeeeeeeed sleeeeeeeeeeeep.

    Comment by Sloth — July 6, 2004 @ 3:33 pm

  7. Varla! Sorry…mithed comment…wishwasinbed. Have meetingvurryunprepared…need papaya yumyum.

    Comment by Sloth — July 6, 2004 @ 3:36 pm

  8. Night-e-night, sweet Sloth. May you have platinum dreams and platypus pillows. We’ll be here when you wake (like rust, bloggers never sleep).

    Comment by Michael — July 6, 2004 @ 7:32 pm

  9. So glad you’re home; can’t wait to hear about the trip.

    Comment by Aimee — July 6, 2004 @ 10:53 pm

  10. Welcome back, now we will all have more blog-crack to read! Yay us! And Dastard had a hard time living without you. He was in such a funk without you… Weren’t you dastard!

    Comment by Jamie — July 7, 2004 @ 3:51 am

  11. Shutup Jamie!!!

    Comment by Avuncular 1 — July 7, 2004 @ 10:22 am

  12. Daddy Sloth – funny, rust is pretty much exactly what I feel like right now. Tangy, crusty, crumbly, and destructive. Maybe some coffee will help.

    Aimee – thank you for welcoming me home – who’s that small mammal you are holding in your picture? Talk about cute! (Although I stand by my trepidation about acquiring my own).

    Dastard and Jamie – stop fighting or I’m turning this car around RIGHT NOW.

    Comment by Sloth — July 7, 2004 @ 11:24 am

  13. Dastard-I am touching you! Poke, poke, poke!

    Comment by Jamie — July 8, 2004 @ 4:37 am


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