gaah

16 hour days suck donkey butt. Oh man, I'm too exhausted to even write about the rest of my day from HELL. It was bad, folks, so... SO bad, things got worse, I know. Can I go to Kenya now please? Can I just get a watermelon the size of everything enormous and bury my entire face inside of it and then go to Kenya and wrap myself in pretty kikois and lie on the beach? What do you mean NO? What's this "NO" business? I must what? I must wake up in 5 hours time because the guests want to go skiing before we set off for Sardinia? Oh, right, jolly good