Gone Fishin’
August 1, 2012
Well, more precisely, gone walking around New York for a week. Gone to see an old friend. And, to meet a new friend. And bound to come back with a tasty story or two or three or four or five or…Now, to suck up my flight-phobia, hide behind my sexy luggage, and calmly get on that plane.
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Oh, lady, little did you know…
No joke. Though, it’s hard to stay afraid of flying when you have 25 hours of delays to spend thinking about how you just fucking want to get to New York right fucking now.