Today was a 9.5 hour day, just getting from my dc hotel to my chicago home. 5-6 hours of that spent in a plane on the ground, no breaks. I saw Vin Diesel’s the Pacifier. It was okay. Then like 95% of million dollar baby. I missed the last few minutes of that, but a web search provided me with a plot synopsis of the two major events I missed. Depressing movie that. The christian critique of it that I googled up amused me. The critique had no problem with people beating the shit out of one another, but was utterly horrified by assisted suicide for a quadraplegic amputee no longer able to breathe without support. What crap.
Also, by dint of much time on the phone, my student loans are on track for consolidation. Woo! … *collapse* *snore*
Dammit… I finally started reading your HIV/AIDS post and the ensueing conversations it has launched, and now I can’t stop thinking about it.
Hmmmm…I could have sworn I commented on this. Why did they leave you in the plane for so long instead of taking you back to the gate until you were ready to leave for real? I wonder if they were waiting for an opportunity to leave that might not last very long.
That and huge lines and overcrowding in the terminal were probably the big ones.