Should I Stay or Should I Go
I've got that Clash track on permanent loop in my mind this morning as I'm faced with a decision. Should I get on the airplane this morning with the weather like this at my destination and like this at my home town?
Those of you who followed my tribulations back in March when it took me seven whole frustrating days to finally return from my previous trip will understand my trepitations. For those of you not up on the many possible fuck-ups in Arctic air travel you can catch up here, here, and here.
You see, I have a trip lined up to go to the warmer climes of Montreal on Saturday, so I have to return home tomorrow. And I desperately need that trip out since my sanity is quickly dribbling out my ears and my tooth aches like hell. And to miss this opportunity to do some shopping and restauranting would be nothing short of a major disappointment.
So should I cool it or should I blow?
Those of you who followed my tribulations back in March when it took me seven whole frustrating days to finally return from my previous trip will understand my trepitations. For those of you not up on the many possible fuck-ups in Arctic air travel you can catch up here, here, and here.
You see, I have a trip lined up to go to the warmer climes of Montreal on Saturday, so I have to return home tomorrow. And I desperately need that trip out since my sanity is quickly dribbling out my ears and my tooth aches like hell. And to miss this opportunity to do some shopping and restauranting would be nothing short of a major disappointment.
So should I cool it or should I blow?
posted by nanuk at 7:19 AM Permafrost
10 Comments:
Nooo, stay put. Montreal sounds too important to risk missing.
Fuff: It appears Mother Nature has made the decision for me. My flight has been delayed too late to justify going, and the long road to the airport is completely clogged with snow. I amy try a same day trip tomorrow, though.
Ah yes Montreal. Where the hookers are cheap and the girls are cheaper.
I love it.
Don't.
Stay home, watch porn, and skin the old seal - live to shop another day. See the shaman about that tooth, or tell your wife she looks fat so she knocks it out for you...
Great... now I've got that song stuck in my head...
Amarok-Nanuk: Sage advice, my friend.
Dené: Montreal's better than up here, where men are men and huskies are nervous.
MerlinPrincesse: Didn't.
TPK: Skin the old seal - LOL! (If it is what I think you are referring to.)
Greg: It could be worse - you could have My Hump stuck in your head.
Or even worse - "it's a Small World After All" from the Disney ride stuck in your head. My sister-in-law refuses to even go near that ride!
Nanuk, has your bloogy mojo frozen?
Mr. Fab: how else do you explain those Alzheimer's moments I seem to be experiencing with greater regularity?
Fuff: You were right, but it has thawed out a bit now, yet nowhere near the shagadelic end of the spectrum to which it aspires.
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