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...like airplanes. Get it? Get it?
Hi, internet! I am waiting for krabapple to get here before we start our VACATION OF AWESOME. I would start without her, but that would be rude. Also, impossible, as the rental car is in her name.
I had a really pleasant flight! No one tried to talk to me, security, et cetera, was a breeze, and I was able to use the internet in Newark Liberty to upload some fic to my Kindle. Because, oh man, I forgot I couldn't LJ about this last night--there was a crazy, Ragnarok-level thunderstorm last night. It hit while I was at the store and I basically stood under the overhang and GAPED along with the other exiting patrons, because there was no way I could even SEE my car in that level of crazy storm. Even if I could, miraculously, make my way across the parking lot to my car, there was no way I would have been able to DRIVE.
Anyway, when it calmed down enough for me to inch home at ten miles an hour, I found out our internet was out. It remained out all night, and when I woke up this morning, it came back just long enough for me to print my flight itinerary before it went out again.
But, yeah, back to the point, I read some incredibly engrossing fic on the flight and listened to my iPod and looked out the window and NO ONE TRIED TO TALK TO ME (people always try to talk to me when I fly alone. It's annoying and creepy.) and we got here right on time. Unfortunately, krabapple is delayed, so now I am waiting at her gate.
The Fort Lauderdale airport has FREE wireless. It is pretty excellent. I had to pay to use the internet this morning.
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The other thing I did on the flight was read the SkyMall catalog. Guys. You ALWAYS have to read the SkyMall catalog, okay? It is pretty much the best magazine ever printed. Where else can you find the world's largest crossword puzzle, a statue of a zombie clawing out of the ground, a staircase for your dog, and an electronic, theft-proof wallet all in the same place? Oh, and we can't forget my new favorite SkyMall item--The SLANKET. Yes, internet, it's true. SkyMall has made a knock-off Snuggie and called it the SLANKET. They even had the same two examples of real world use: a lady on her couch reading a book and a dude and his family at a baseball game.
I think the woman next to me thought I was crazy because I kept cracking up while paging through it, but I can't help it. Not only do I have a compulsion to turn magazine pages (I'm serious. I frequently do it while I'm sitting at the table, without even looking at the content. It's soothing.), I am DRAWN to things that are so bad they're hilarious. How else can you explain my fixation with franchise horror movies and badfic?
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About twenty minutes until krabapple gets in. I think I am going to finish this entry and write some more of MY SECRET SHAME.
I can hear suchthefangirl cackling from here.
Hi, internet! I am waiting for krabapple to get here before we start our VACATION OF AWESOME. I would start without her, but that would be rude. Also, impossible, as the rental car is in her name.
I had a really pleasant flight! No one tried to talk to me, security, et cetera, was a breeze, and I was able to use the internet in Newark Liberty to upload some fic to my Kindle. Because, oh man, I forgot I couldn't LJ about this last night--there was a crazy, Ragnarok-level thunderstorm last night. It hit while I was at the store and I basically stood under the overhang and GAPED along with the other exiting patrons, because there was no way I could even SEE my car in that level of crazy storm. Even if I could, miraculously, make my way across the parking lot to my car, there was no way I would have been able to DRIVE.
Anyway, when it calmed down enough for me to inch home at ten miles an hour, I found out our internet was out. It remained out all night, and when I woke up this morning, it came back just long enough for me to print my flight itinerary before it went out again.
But, yeah, back to the point, I read some incredibly engrossing fic on the flight and listened to my iPod and looked out the window and NO ONE TRIED TO TALK TO ME (people always try to talk to me when I fly alone. It's annoying and creepy.) and we got here right on time. Unfortunately, krabapple is delayed, so now I am waiting at her gate.
The Fort Lauderdale airport has FREE wireless. It is pretty excellent. I had to pay to use the internet this morning.
***
The other thing I did on the flight was read the SkyMall catalog. Guys. You ALWAYS have to read the SkyMall catalog, okay? It is pretty much the best magazine ever printed. Where else can you find the world's largest crossword puzzle, a statue of a zombie clawing out of the ground, a staircase for your dog, and an electronic, theft-proof wallet all in the same place? Oh, and we can't forget my new favorite SkyMall item--The SLANKET. Yes, internet, it's true. SkyMall has made a knock-off Snuggie and called it the SLANKET. They even had the same two examples of real world use: a lady on her couch reading a book and a dude and his family at a baseball game.
I think the woman next to me thought I was crazy because I kept cracking up while paging through it, but I can't help it. Not only do I have a compulsion to turn magazine pages (I'm serious. I frequently do it while I'm sitting at the table, without even looking at the content. It's soothing.), I am DRAWN to things that are so bad they're hilarious. How else can you explain my fixation with franchise horror movies and badfic?
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About twenty minutes until krabapple gets in. I think I am going to finish this entry and write some more of MY SECRET SHAME.
I can hear suchthefangirl cackling from here.