I love flying. Post-9-11 I hate airports and airlines. In a little over fourteen hours I will be forced to put up with all of these things in order to get to Dallas for work. I wish I had something funny or witty to say about that, but it’s been a long day, mostly filled with frenetic cleaning and my daughter’s tenth birthday party, and I need to sleep, and to pack.
Wish me luck, internets!