The problem with deplaning is that I am now poking at the internets wanting them to amuse me and when I was stuck on the plane I was reading a really not very good book but I felt slightly productive because I was reading a published book and not, um, Tumblr. Also I forgot how to stop sentences. Apparently.

Burrell, I think you want the lipstick version of Sally Hansen Oriental Red. Totally works with our coloring and is what I'd describe as a bloody true red. And got me a lot of compliments this weekend with some glitter on top. Though that isn't strictly relevant.

I wouldn't even emphasise the idea that it is his loss. That makes it seem like something is broken, something is wrong. You want different things. You two are not the right match right now. That's all. You're both okay. Just differently motivated.

I wouldn't even emphasise the idea that it is his loss. That makes it seem like something is broken, something is wrong. You want different things. You two are not the right match right now. That's all. You're both okay. Just differently motivated.

Sometimes two awesome people are not going in the same direction and neither wishes to change their course to suit the other. It's okay.

You want different things. You two are not the right match right now. That's all. You're both okay. Just differently motivated.

Yes. I do recognize this. Thank you for articulating it. He is a wonderful human, and the most decent person I've dated in a long time. The ending is amicable; maybe we'll be friends and maybe we won't. There's no regret and no anger on my part, just disappointment and sadness, and a bit of dating fatigue.

Oh, I was coming in to say that there was just a stream of people going by and now I am stalking their origin to see if that means the new plane is here and we can has it.

Breaking News - we're keeping the busted plane but stealing a part from the plane just just arrived. Apparently this plane needs inspection in Portland overnight. It means an additional ten or twenty minutes but I can't fault them for safety over a few minutes longer.

I am saving my cranky for my sister who texted at six a.m.

Starting to board. Whoot! Thanks for keeping me company.

Yay, Cass! Safe travels.

Can't sleep. Feh. I'm going to be uselesser at work tomorrow than I was today, but at least I get to take out some angst scraping up asbestos floor tile (in full PPE, of course).

we're keeping the busted plane but stealing a part from the plane just just arrived.

I'm imagining a crew of mechanics lurking in the shadows of the gate, waiting for the crew for the arriving plane to just turn their backs for a moment while the first crew makes their raid.

I'm glad you're finally boarding, Cass.

Yay Cass! I would be insane by now were I you.

I had dinner with a friend who I would've used to describe as my local BFF. But lately she's not been and it's sad--because she's in a relationship. I did point out to her tonight that I hadn't seen her in almost two months, and she acknowledged she'd been hiding in the relationship- ness. (her gf was with us and said so too--I have no problem hanging with both of them!). So we caught up and made plans to get together this weekend. Yay.

A propos of nothing, there are times I really wished I lived closer to more of y'all.

Yes. I want a magic transporter beam damnit. I want to hang with my Texas, Toronto, and Columbus friends more often!