*happy dance*
Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007 03:37 pmI had someone bump my car on the way to the airport, pull up beside me, mouth I'm sorry, and drive off. Fucker. If I hadn't been pressed for time I would have called the police and reported her for a hit and run. See how sorry that would have made her. I don't think there was any damage (I honestly forgot to check since the shuttle from the parking lot to the airport was right there). Still, I cannot repeat the words that came out of my mouth when I realized what had happened. They were not pretty.
The trip from Indianapolis to DC was characterized by a screaming child behind me. Lovely. I'm still nauseated from the flight. Didn't get motion sick, just kind of blah. Flying does that to me sometimes.
It was worth it though because I am in NC on my couch with my girlfriend.
Also, one cat is grooming me and the other cat welcomed me home by horking up a hairball onto the carpet.
That pretty much sums up my day.
The trip from Indianapolis to DC was characterized by a screaming child behind me. Lovely. I'm still nauseated from the flight. Didn't get motion sick, just kind of blah. Flying does that to me sometimes.
It was worth it though because I am in NC on my couch with my girlfriend.
Also, one cat is grooming me and the other cat welcomed me home by horking up a hairball onto the carpet.
That pretty much sums up my day.
