If any of you know me, you know there are few things I hate;
Puppies.
Melted ice cream, and...
Buses.
The last thing I want to do is sit next to some shmoe who decided to forego his last shower and have a tuna fish sandwhich for breakfast.
Thankfully, i've lucked out. Dad's across the aisle and the yappy teenagers who, i'm guessing are flying to mystery town USA with their parents to see gram-gram and grampa have finally fallen asleep.
More when we land. Got a punk concert at a bowling alley to go to tonight!
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