i'm at the airport for our trip to california. its 8:30 a.m. on a saturday. two guys just walked by with bottles of bud light. absolutely amazing. i'm jealous and may have to go buy one myself.
the guy next to me is humming quietly.
the lady across from me has a glass eye. i'm a little creeped out and will move across the aisle to sit on her side so i don't have to see it. there's a glare on my laptop anyway because a window is behind me.
i'm scared they won't let me take both of my bags onto the plane with me. one is my purse. the other is my flamingo bag with books and my laptop. pray for me.
u should order a martini
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