The Red-Eye To Work
i left just after 3am and since the habitrails were locked up, i had to walk the block or so to the parking garage. it was so hot and humid i was sweating like a pig by the time i got there.
Worked 4am to 1pm or so and then headed to the airport to catch my plane home after 2 weeks out. It was weird leaving on a Monday afternoon instead of a Thursday evening. And you can never tell when these bastards are gonna change the gates on you.
Something you don't want to hear as you settle into your first class seat: a recorded voice announcing "Fire! Left engine!" 30 minutes, please.
Between the rain and the mechanical delays, at least i had Twizzlers. Eventually i got home and we had a nice dinner. It was so good to be home. i may think otherwise come tomorrow.