…and I haven’t seen it in the daylight yet to determine whether it sucks as much as Weird Al claims. In any case, Priceline won’t be getting a call from my lawyers: everything’s compensated anyway. That said, what I did see from the window of a commuter jet was admittedly rather terrifying.
I’ve been on the road since 4:00a, and traveled from my own local noon to well after sundown. It’s exhausting. Also, I didn’t eat much, and had to boost my blood sugar with I didn’t care what. 4 points that I would have spent on something awesome back home went instead to an oatmeal bar.
The clock says it’s 8:00p. It feels like 10:00p–time for The Daily Show and bed by my own internal standards. Yet I still need to press clothes for tomorrow. I shall do that first.