The stain on my Wall, smuggling puppies, and why my thoughts are now narrated by a friendly British woman.

^ Thats the full title I couldn't fit in here on TheO. lol

Anyways yes that has been my week so far. (leaving out an entertaining slip on the breezeway, biting flies, and finding a shower with the best view ever)
So yeah, I went traveling with my uncle, of all things, fun, but a bit random. I worry about his balance sometimes.
I've been staying in a room with a leaky, diagonal ceiling that has a super large burnt paper colored leakage stain coming from the only tiny window in the space. (No I'm not locked up, just in an entertaining location) It has been my nemeses these past few days. "Curse you stain! I shall defeat you!!!"
Also my uncle wants us to rescue some dogs by allowing them to fly home with us… All good and fine but then he brings up his suspicions that they may be drug mules… or er dogs I guess. Siiigh… I am going to be carrying puppies on board aren't I? (My uncles face says most definitely)
Also I was reading one of my favorite authors but had to use an audio book, narrated by a British woman. (as the main character is a British woman, this makes complete sense.) The book was great (The Eyre Affair by Jasper Fforde by the way. Read it cause its awesome!) buuuuut… it was 12 hours of a British woman talking… and I couldn't do a British accent before, but now I can… and I'm having a hard time getting it out of my head. Last night everyone in my dream had British accents… And I have to stop myself from talking in a British accent!

Anyhoo, here's to not getting arrested taking these dogs home!
(Said in a British accent)

~Tsu