In Which Amy Has an Adventure... (2) (Myspace Blog)

Adventure 2
The Quest for the Free Loo

1. If you call it a bathroom, people look at you funny. It's not a bathroom - its a loo.

2. Using a public loo is not a free experience.

3. Just because an establishment (such as a 'pub') has a loo, does not mean that you can use it. For free, that is.

4. When you look panicked because someone asks you for 20 p (pence) to use the loo, it is a dead giveaway that you are NOT BRITISH.

5. Walking does not reduce the need to use the loo.

6. Sometimes, a coffee shop is a nice place... especially when they have a free loo. Makes you want to buy chai. Unless they don't have any.

7. Loo doors DO lock. Just because silly American girls can't figure out HOW to lock the loo door does not mean that they don't.

8. Murphy's Law dictates that, the one time that said silly American girl does not lock the loo door, someone WILL walk in.

9. Blushing looks the same, no matter if you are British or American. I know. I saw.

Coming soon...

Adventure 3
The Day of Comedy (and not much else.)

In Which Amy Has an Adventure... (1) (Myspace Blog)

So, I'm here, in London. And I wanted to type up a really quick update for all of you loved ones whom I miss and who miss me.

1. Flying to Houston DOES NOT suck when you have an anti-motion sickness patch. I still don't like how it feels, but I did not puke.

2. Flying is very crowded on tiny jets. There isn't even room to sit sideways.

3. Bush Intercontinental Airport in Houston DOES NOT recycle. They are only the largest airport in that area... shame on them for not setting an example!

4. Flying on an 8 hour flight is tiring. And hard to sleep on. And long. Really long. No, really. I mean it.

5. Jets for an 8 hour flight are bigger than small ones and are therefore not quite as uncomfortable. But only just.

6. Just because it is an overnight flight does not mean there will be sleep involved.

7. Immigration in the US is insane (they make you take off your shoes!) and Immigration in the UK is just as insane (the line was longer than any line I've ever seen!)

8. Sometimes, just sometimes... things are exactly what they seem to be.

Coming soon - Amy Has an Adventure 2 - the Quest for the Free Loo...

In Which Amy Gets Ready... (Myspace Blog)

So, I can no longer contain my excitement.

In 8 days I will be getting on an airplane and taking the longest trip of my life, on so many levels.

I am going to England.

My colleagues are jealous. My students think I'm never coming back, and tell me in their four-year-old voices "But I can't go with you - I might miss Barney." My brother tells me not to forget I'm an American.

8 days.

I am going for a total of 9 days. Each plane trip is about 12 hours. I might be eaten by sharks when the plane crashes over the ocean. I care about that - I really do... but I'm not going to let it stop me.

I am being taken to London for the weekend. There are 'plans'. I don't know what that means, and I'm not being told. I'm not supposed to ask. Do you have any idea how hard it is to not ask? I'm only the nosiest person in the whole world - if I were a cat I would have been killed by the curiosity - and I'm not supposed to ask?! But I'm being a good girl. I promise. I'm not asking.

This may be a turning point in my life. I just don't know... and I'm ready and excited to find out. So tonight... laundry. Not really fun, but more fun when I think about the fact that this laundry will be going with me. To England.

God - how the hell am I supposed to wait that long? Anyone invented the machine that speeds up and slows down time yet? I'll be needing to borrow it for a few weeks. I promise that /you/ won't notice if I stop time forever.

In Which Amy Wanders... and is NOT Lost. Really. (Myspace Blog)

What I did on My Summer Vacation.

Um... Its not summer. It was a weekend. yeah...I mean on my weekend vacation.

Wait - I worked. On my weekend workcation.

But it was a conference... and those are kinda fun....

What I did on my Fun Workend Confcation.
by : ME.

Um... how do I start these things again? ? ? Oh, yeah...
Once upon a time.... no. Thats a fairy tale.

Dear Mr. Clithbolt... doh! Letter. This is not a letter...

Name: Hendricks, Amy E. Age... Argh! Thats a form!

I am never going to get this blog written....

*sigh*

*stare out window*

*twiddle thumbs*

*make funny noises with mouth*

Wow... I'm slightly bored. Wonder if I can write now...

Friends....

Hey! That's a pretty good start! I like that! Yeah, Amy, you totally rock!

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Um... where exactly were you going with this?
...you could say something random... like...

Pickles.

No. that's dumb. And sounds like hija. Who is 14. Its not dumb when you are 14. YOU are 32. Act your age, for christsakes! Freaking dumb... everyone is going to think this is the dumbest blog ever! Crap. Crapcrapcrap.

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Fuck it. Noone reads this stupid blog anyway.

(And that is why there has been so little posted on my prolific blog. By the way... I DID actually have a conference... in Albuquerque this last weekend... it was so fun, thanks to Andre and Lila for putting me up... and I actually touched base with many an old friend. Yay me! Believe it or not, I really do miss blogging with you all!)