I’m currently at gate E3 of Portland International Airport. I’ve been sitting here since about 10:30. It’s now 12:41am. My laptop battery is about to kick it. Our plane is an over an hour late.
As you might be able to tell by my short sentences, I’m not happy.
At least my sleep deprived, cranky ass will fit in beautifully at John F. Kennedy International Airport when we land tomorrow.
