will reverberate throughout time.
James Doohan's Ashes Lost (and not even in space!).
You just don't play Scotty like that. I'm sorry, but you don't. I canae believe it...
So, Texas is just as nightmarishly humid as I remember.
The meeting went fine, and I felt like the dykeiest woman in the room because I wasn't wearing makeup and heels.
I was at the airport by 1:45 for my 4:00 flight (and no, there were no earlier flights I could have taken. I checked.)
Which would have been fine, had the plane actually left at 4:00.
Instead, the plane decided it wanted to stay here, so I have to take a 7:00 flight now.
Because this is Texas, they have a nail salon here near the gate.
I may get my nails done, because I am THAT bored.
At least I have the Internet…best $10 I ever spent.
I should also charge my IPod.
Books of the Airport: The Spy Who Came in From the Cold AND The Alienist