There are NO Phalanges!
Boooo tornadoes in Chicago. My flight was supposed to leave at 3:05 this afternoon. At 2:00, they delayed the flight until 4:45. So there I was sitting at my gate--I'd just purchased a 20oz bottle of diet coke for $2.75, settled down to eat my Pumpkin Spice Flax granola bar and was two pages into my book when all of a sudden a "WHAT??" rang out from the Departure Board area. Yeah. Flight was cancelled.
I'm hosting a Lingerie Party for Keffy in Chicago tomorrow night and was supposed to have tomorrow morning and afternoon to buy food and set things up and whatnot. Now, instead of a nonstop flight the day before, I have to leave at 6:00 tomorrow morning, fly through Dallas, and get into Chicago at 2:15pm. Faaaantastic.
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...as long as it doesn't have any mother-effing snakes, either! SNAKES ON A PLANE!!! hahahaha ha
ahaha ha ha ha
Oh, I SLAY me!
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