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napoleonherselfI am back in Madison!
My luggage, however, is not. Where is it? No one knows. Where is 75% of my clothing, including most of my "business" clothes? No one knows. Why did I have to be so stupid as to pack both my Snakes Flying A Plane t-shirt AND my Support All Our Troops t-shirt, neither of which Jeffrey Rowland sells anymore?
Pity when I had the choice to change into either Support All Our Troops or Franklin And The Dead Presidents last night, I chose the former. The latter made it home safely upon my body... and is still quite available for sale.
But, uh, for the first time ever a go-live involved enough sitting that my feet were not screaming in the type of agony that twenty aspirin can barely touch, so, uh, I guess the lesson is I shouldn't expect too much?
Don't mind me, I'm just "last night I got seven hours of sleep and that was a huge improvement over the two nights previous" levels of tired! That makes me whine a lot. Seriously, though, Continental, what the fuck?
My luggage, however, is not. Where is it? No one knows. Where is 75% of my clothing, including most of my "business" clothes? No one knows. Why did I have to be so stupid as to pack both my Snakes Flying A Plane t-shirt AND my Support All Our Troops t-shirt, neither of which Jeffrey Rowland sells anymore?
Pity when I had the choice to change into either Support All Our Troops or Franklin And The Dead Presidents last night, I chose the former. The latter made it home safely upon my body... and is still quite available for sale.
But, uh, for the first time ever a go-live involved enough sitting that my feet were not screaming in the type of agony that twenty aspirin can barely touch, so, uh, I guess the lesson is I shouldn't expect too much?
Don't mind me, I'm just "last night I got seven hours of sleep and that was a huge improvement over the two nights previous" levels of tired! That makes me whine a lot. Seriously, though, Continental, what the fuck?
