My flight landed at 7:30, but my car’s battery was dead, so a couple hours hanging around Terminal 1, then CAA saved me.
A fast Happy Meal in the driver’s seat, cause can’t shut the car off in case it doesn’t start again, and now finally I’m back in my house, which I still get nervous leaving alone, even though people come to check on it (ty).
I like airports, always have.
I don’t like travelling to the other side of the country, because by the 3rd day when you adjust to the time difference, it’s time to leave.
And days spent in transit are like ghost days: poof, there goes the last Thursday in November that I will remember practically none of. Feels wasteful.
LAX is UGH
Hoovered up 94 MBs while gone.
kk 2 newspaper deadlines tomorrow, so for today that’s me complete TTYT