Oh! And travel tip- a long flowing skirt gets an unenhanced pat down at PDX. It's happened twice and this woman actually answered me and said long skirts will do that now. So I might specifically travel in pants now. Or at least skirts with secure waistbands. They aren't awful but the less friendly person last week half took down my skirt while running her hands down my legs.
Still the security line moved quickly and it's still better than any return thru San Diego. Not that I don't love my old town but it is a cramped, unflowy airport.
I had it in grad school.
So Cincinnati is the Pleurisy District? Good to know.
No, I had it during my first year of grad school, while I was at CalArts. I didn't know how sick I was and flew to Spokane and back to see a friend perform in her final show in undergrad while I had it. Got off the plane, back to my room, and then went directly to the ER.
{{{Nonian}}}
Cass, travel~ma to you.
Shopping was fun. H and I both vented about our various venty things, which made us both feel better, and she is not mad at me about the car fiasco on Friday. I'm glad I forced myself to go.
I was using a sharpie to address my mail today, and wondering why it had ribbons on it. Why is this a special sharpie?
Oh! It's Pix and ND's permanent marker of their marriage. Well, here's to you crazy kids.
{{{Nonian}}} It must be hard to try to pull of Christmas on your own. I hope being at your parents' lets you relax.
The reason the symptoms sounded familiar to me is that a friend in Tennessee had pleurisy more than once.
My travel should be fine. It's a direct flight. Just massively delayed. Better than snow and better than the night I semi-slept at the airport. It's a rough time to travel and the only person put out is me. If there is a car at Hertz for me, I am okay.
I remember when this time of night used to be a fairly busy posting time.
