Aug 11, 2009 00:08
Hello, panic, my old friend
Why must we do this thing again?
I've nine more hours til I have board
I feel so hot and sure enough, behold
My stomach churns with apprehension and dreads the morn
When I'm airborne
It is the dread of flying!
do not want
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At least tomorrow I'll have my good friend Bailey to keep me company. Or at least I will on the Orlando-Sacramento flight, I don't think they'll be selling booze on a 0945 flight.
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Might I suggest to bring a towel and a copy of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy along? After all, scrawled in large, friendly letters on the cover are the words "Don't Panic".
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