off to dirty jersey today … despite the fact that I still feel like shit and really should be resting in my bed, reading “the exorcist” with Lola … but it wasn’t my choice.

so, I’m en route to the 5th circle of hell, aka LAX. I’m being driven by a nice man who marinated in his cologne. if I can smell him, he over did it. JFC.

BTW, he’s my age or younger … and he’s making us listen to XM 5 and I may kill myself. I don’t have the energy to make him change it, which should tell you how sick I feel.

here’s to a waste of a Sunday in the not so friendly skies!