Well, I'm probably going to grab something here in Minneapolis while we're in limbo.
A drunk guy who wouldn't return to his seat probably prevented us from taking off in the window we had before Chicago did another ground stop. We had to deplane because our pilots needed to go off shift.
Actually, the pilots left to go bury the drunk guy, right?
I think our flight attendants did, not gonna lie.
I just spent $11 on a glass of Pinot Gris. YOLO.
I guess you can't make it a double for $1
At least it's a generous glass. Airport prices are cray.
Y'all, I think I'm gonna order some tater tots, too.
I'm tired and a little fuzzy, so I have nothing to contribute but how grateful I am for you all. When I have time to catch up, you all always make me laugh, and say very smart things. ::hearteyes::
Due to the scheduling of this week, I have a three-day weekend! A holiday without having to use holiday time! Sleep in tomorrow! Enjoy the potential thunderstorm on Sunday and revel in a high temperature below 90 degrees!
edit: Oh, and another rewatch of Miss Fisher for background noise.
I am, Plei.
Why is there football on NBC?
And the latest, apparently the Secret SErvice is moving out of Trump Tower and into a trailer out on the street.
At this point, it's probably going to be The House of Meat for dinner if they're still open whenever I actually get in. Or delivery.
The juxtaposition of this made me have to reread, because for a moment I thought the Secret Service were going to be working out of a food truck.