Three days till vacation. Yip yip yippie!

Next year I will have to stay longer at work. An hour longer, for two days a week to begin with. I guess it's for the best. I just.. want to get home early. But I have to learn it. I know. I should just appreciate that I can have a slow learning curve. Work my way up slowly to having longer hours. I can manage that.

It went fine today. I had to wait for the booker. The booker is apparently also a cleaning lady. So she was running around upstairs and cleaning while I was sitting at the computer waiting for her to approve of the poster and flyer. But eventually it got done and I printed 1200 flyers and a few posters. Tomorrow I'll take them to the cutting place and get them cut. And I'll bring a cd-rom with the files for the poster to a printing house so they can print a big poster for us. And then, and then, and then. It will be almost vacation. Amazing.

When I went home I had a few minutes to spare before the bus came. So I went down by the river of course. No better way to spend time. Say hello to the duck and stuff.

All of a sudden there was a big flock of birds coming at me.

I guess they thought I had bread to feed them. It was quite fun, they were like walking along with me. Keeping a respectful distance, because after all I'm a big scary human. But still walking along with me. With a "so are you gonna feed us or not?" look. I think they must have been talking to the goats at the playground. I'm not cheap, I don't bring stale old bread. No, I'll buy a whole new pack of bread just to give to the animals. I'm a sucker for them.

I want to be a duck when I grow up. A famous cartoon one.

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