November 30th, 2003

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One Step Forward...The Best Place for a Book...And the Stream of Random Thought

I am on the plane (again), where it seems to be a good time to write these journal entries. We are currently over the Atlantic, about two hours away from London, where I must connect through to catch my final flight back to Stockholm. There is a sense of excitement and relief to be back, but also getting ready to get back into the daily grind.

I am still pretty wasted from partying in Atlanta. I got sick three times on the flight from Boston to London. And I was doing so well on the flight from Chicago to Boston. I am sitting in business class on this flight, but since I sacrified dinner to the porclean god (or air sickness bags), I feel like I am starved, but I dare not right eating again. I actually think what has happened is that I have been getting sick if I take ibuprofen, as I have done twice and I have gottne sick twice. My body is looking for things to get sick on, so I just ate some pretzels...that ought to do something. What, I am not sure.

Onto another subject, when I was in Boston, I purchased the "Unbearable Lightness of Being", which is one of my favourite books ever. However, once my sister saw it, she had to have it, so I gave it to her. Why would I give her my brand new book? Perhaps because I believe that the best place for a book you've already read is in the hands of another reader who can get the opportunity to discover the same magic that I did when I first read the book. So that is me, a bit altruistic in nature at times, but generally speaking, I am an asshole.

And my stream of randomness today...has anyone tasted the new chicken nuggets from McDonalds? They say now they have more white meat, but I'll be damned if I can taste white meat. Or even chicken. Sigh...
  • Current Music
    "It's Over Now" by Deborah Cox
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Eggshell, Now Serving Eggshell, Party on One (an ode to Steve :)

Sitting in the British Airways Terrace Lounge, surfing the net and writing this journal entry. You have no idea how bored I am because I must suffer in this lounge for 2 hours, surrounded by loser people who's greatest accomplishment will be the ability to bathe on a semi-regular basis.

On the plus side, I look more fabulous today than I deserve, given the fact that I have been in airports or in transit for about 24 hours now.


Hej da (there's no little circle thingy above the a on this UK keyboard...go figure)
  • Current Music
    The British Air Lady who says everything in a monotone voice
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I am going to die...

First and foremost, the song I like by Deborak Cox is called "It's Over Now", not "Please Forgive Me". Pardon my error.

Second, I am still in the British Airways Terrace Lounge. I feel like this place is my tomb. I will die here for sure. I keep on staring at the flight announcement board, waiting for something good to happen, but alas, there is no hope, it seems like I will neer get out of the airport.

Oh wait, I think it told me to go to Gate 38. It is possible that I am leaving this god foresaken place called Heathrow. yes, it is my flight...and it is time for me to go. finally, after hours of endless waiting in this cess pool, I am almost free. which is a good thing, because otherwise I was going to play on the tarmac out of sheer boredom.
  • Current Music
    "It's Over Now" by Deborah Cox