Ok.
So…Jennifer…did you know that to travel outside of your list of cozy first
world countries…that you will need a….VISA Jennifer?……What? …..Oh…Sure…of
course I knew that! Everyone knows that!
(Note to
self…bust ass and run to embassy’s ….NOW!)
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| Yes…I know they are not very….high. |
Have
application in hand…..check….head shots…check….money. (of course this will cost
money)…struggle struggle…ok….check. Now to the embassy. I wonder if they just
let anyone in off the street? Do you just ring the bell? Knock? Open door
myself? (I did all three). I wonder if jeans are all wrong. Yes…jeans are all
wrong. Have to look professional. Like Nepal would want me… at least in their embassy.
Ok. Dress pants, dress shirt and heels. Great! ….later getting out of
car…..heels? …….So….Jennifer…are you actually a girl? How come you have never figured this out? How to walk in
heels like you are not…. drunk. I think I might resemble Elaine from Seinfeld
when she danced. That is what it looks like when I walk in heels. I look great
when I am still. But it seems that in order to get to the embassy from my
car…..I will have to move….my feet. Damn. God what I would give for moving
sidewalks! Maybe no one is looking. Of course they all are. Damn.
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