dramaturgy: ([Heroes] Peter + Emma.)
dramaturgy ([personal profile] dramaturgy) wrote2010-01-23 03:32 pm
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Soooo here I am in Detroit. It is every bit as dreary as you would imagine January in Detroit to be, but luckily I get to sit here in the terminal instead of be out and about. My flight to New York doesn't leave until 5:45 so I am sitting around.

My big suitcase was overweight by a whopping thirty-three pounds and then the lady at the desk forgot to charge me for it and my mom and I didn't realize it until we got almost to security. Oh well. Delta can do without my ninety bucks. (Sidenote: I am SO looking for a car when I get back.)

I have butterflies in my stomach -- that's what my mom called them, I actually just think I am REALLY hungry. It feels like... you know how if you swallow a pill but it feels like it didn't go all the way down? It feels like that. I had a late lunch and now I'm snacking on salted almonds (mm salted almonds) and I have a Dew, so I should be okay. Maybe. I guess we'll find out.

My mommy's so sweet. She wouldn't leave me until I got RIGHT to the start of the security line. She'd probably get onto the plane and buckle my seat belt for me if they'd let her.