I'll be on a plane Tuesday morning for about 25 hours. Hong Kong to Tokyo to LA to Chicago. Ugh. I'll be in the States for about a month. Actually, I hope to be in the Carriben for part of that, but somewhere in the greater North American area anyway.
Who is more in love, the woman who buys a ticket for the deadbeat she married or the guy who spends 25 hours flying from a warm placeto a frozen one? The guy is much luckier.
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