Sitting at JFK (wow, I've never started a post with thatbefore...) getting ready to take JetBlue back to Cowtown. Thank God for JetBlue, by the way. They make flying bearable. I've got the middle seat on this flight, but I think that the DirecTV will distract me from the umpteen hours I'm going to spend between two people who will invariably be bigger than me. Why can't I ever sit beside waifs?
I keep thinking that I'll be able to relax, but it hasn't happened yet. Hopefully the buttery leather will finally allow me to take a deep breath. I have a feeling that I won't be totally loose until I get to the phat guest house in the 'burbs...
Off to claim my middle seat. See you on the other side.
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