Blech. 2004-03-06 - 1:29 a.m.
Ah, Craptown. How very... crappy you look at 12:30 in the morning. Yuck. It's strange to be here. Chloe the Wonder Cat is sitting on my lap. Weird.
Also, I may have found an airport more evil than Detroit- DC Reagan. Do flights ever leave on time from that place? Do the employees there speak English? I don't know. I just don't know. Although, it was a good place for people watching. I saw a girl with a bright green cello case. When I play cello in my next life, I'm going to have a bright green case. Absolutely.
So yeah. What the hell am I going to do for a week without Indian food and Nice Drummer? There's not even hardly any goddamn snow. How incredibly useless.