The guys got Amsterdam-styled mushrooms [i didn’t, getting drunk for me is a push] and they’re going to the park tomorrow. I said I would go, but I’m not taking any and it’s more to laugh at them as their tripping [and also to keep them safe…of course].
I keep getting updates from home and the bonding-moments between Bruce and Stephen- going for walks, brushing etc etc. It’s soo sweet!! I keep being told that Bruce doesn’t have a clue what’s going on, goes into a big depression phase and doesn’t know what to do with himself…I miss him terribly too, the women took us one-by-one for a talk today, to see how we’re getting on and everything, and it really hit me that I miss my baby soo darn much. Sad to say, but that’s how it is.
I also miss my bestie. I’m not on the same wave-lenght as the other people around me. Don’t get me wrong, I love them and get along really well with them. But their sense of humour and the way they communicate is soo not what I’m use to. Again, I’m trying my best and I do really like the guys, they’re just too different from me. I knew this about myself before coming over, I get along better with a certain type of person- it’s the way I am, nothing bad or anything I can change. Just got to roll with it.
Going to try and get in touch with publishers and peeps tonight, and hopefully get some work done on book 2, as I haven’t touched it since coming here.
Let’s see what the first weekend in Amsterdam brings!!
Toodles for now!