A week of food that normally doesn’t enter my system caught up to me in a big way last night. I have been avoiding food and drink as much as possible so that I have not had to get up and use the restoom on the plane.

Carrying a case of alcohol around airports is a true pain in the ass. I blame theonebob for all this, and fully expect adoration from him for years to come after he gets his six pack of Romulan Ale. Thank the maker for Smart Carts.

When I get home I am going to be starving.

But I’ll be home.

Hooray!

Off to occupy an hour of my time.


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