I know my way around ORD, DTW, ATL, RIC, SFO, and PHX pretty well.
In addition to DTW, and DCA, BWI and IAD, I'm fluent in ORD, ATL, JFK, EWR, MSP, MEM, LAS, CDG, FCO, MXP and SUF (though SUF is little more than two runways and enough tarmac to park 2 planes). I can passably get around in PHX, DEN, CLT, MCO, SFO, SJC, SLC, SAT, AUS, and LAX.
I don't think I suck, I think it sucks.
Just keep reminding yourself of this. In fact, I need to remind myself of this.
Sleep is for the weak. Or those unafflicted with insomnia.
Sleep is for the weak. Or those unafflicted with insomnia.
Sleep is the nectar of the gods. The bastards just hate sharing.
Non-sequitur:
Flashpoint is really, really good. It's filling the Criminal Minds-sized hole in my genre-based matrix of tv viewing. (CM hasn't been anything better than "meh" for me this season. Last season's offscreen drama appears to have taken a toll.)
The bastards just hate sharing.
And we can't steal it either. They're capricious bastards liable to punish the attempt by condemning us to a lifetime of sleeplessness.
Sadly I did not win the megamillions--but it's up to $170 million for Friday's drawing. So we could yet have buffista island!
Erin, lighters are allowed as a carry-on item.
THAT IS AWESOME NEWS!
Of course, my layover is 45 minutes. Curses. I am EXTREMELY efficient, though.
No smoking lounge? In Detroit? That's crazy-talk. Ah, well, I have tic-tics, and now I can can fire. Makes up a little for the weapons.
Woke up at 3:45. Go team (YAWN) me.
msbelle, you do not suck. The employers you have had sucked. Trust me.
Ok. Off to storm the castle, folks.
Have a delightful time storming the castle, Erin. Also, insent to check the number I have for you. I think I may have to urgently text you in the next couple days.
Much ~ma to Nilly and family.
Oh my god what a mess. Took off an hour late - printer snafu, THENthe deicing truck broke. Finally, we started ro taxi, andhadto sstop fora medical emergency -a hungover passenger puking in the bathroom. It's been just awesome.
I had the fun fun experience of mopping vomit off our bedroom floor last night at 1:30 in the morning. Thank god Dylan projectile vomited onto the floor and the dresser and not in either of our beds, is all I have to say.
He woke up three more times after that, but fortunately he made it to the bathroom. And even more fortunately Aeryn slept through the whole thing.
DH is home with him today because I took yesterday off when our babysitter's daughter came down with what I assume is the same bug. He can't keep food down so we clearly can't send him to school, but in between the bouts of nausea he feels fine and is bouncing off the walls. And it's pouring rain today so they can't even go blow off steam in the backyard.
I foresee a movie marathon in his future...