uh oh! i just booked a flight. now the knots are a'creepin. they never come until After the itinerary is in my hand though, so i keep forgetting how icky they are. why am i scared to fly? potentials include:
1. i'm an avid watcher of lost - Really don't enjoy the thought of meeting that crazy black cloud thing OR worse being chased by a scifi sized polar bear OR worse hanging out with Sawyer for the rest of my days.
2. i'm a control freak - trust the driver. trust the driver. I CAN'T! he must be incompetent - don't you all feel all this turbulance bouncing us around? that screw looks loose - did someone check into that before take off? stop laughing kid! you think this is funny? we're gonna die, we're gonna die, we're gonna ... i need a drink.
3. everything is too tight in there - claustrophobia set in much? it doesn't, but this should be discussed as an annoyance which deep down is encouraging the fear in order to... naw, this just bugs me. where's my sugar daddy with his private jet already? let's see - where was I? oh yes you can't turn around (much less anything else i might want to do or try) in the toilet, arm rest war with shifty mcelbows (thanks for that reference pete!), never enough overhead space, the pillows are the size of a kleenx and not much thicker, even the peanut bag is ridiculously teenie tiny.
well, we'll see how it goes and i'll report more after the trip (if i survive).
i'll just mention now that i'm heading to vegas and the grand canyon in 4 days for some posh & ritzy times... Suckers!
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