Things I Hate
I hate flying.
Actually it’s the idea of crashing that I hate.
Well, more like actual crashing.
Ok, really it’s death.
I hate death.
I don’t want to die.
I fly to Albuquerque in about 6 hours. And then I fly home in about 5 1/2 days. It’s cloudy out today. That will make the flight more turbulent. That will make me a bigger wreck than usual. It may take 3 shots of tequila to get me on the plane.
