Okay I just moved on the plane because the guy next to me refused to close his legs and mashed them up against me. So gross.

I have pre-check. I have preliminary clearance for global entry. I have a CLEAR membership. The government knows EVERYTHING about me. Yet, fuckface at C31 had to bag check me because my liquids were not segregated. That’s part of having pre-check. You don’t have to take them out. MF. He ended up making me wait FOREVER for a complete bag check in which we ended up yelling at each other about what is okay to have and what’s not. I am proud to say that I know that list as well as he does. I am sure I’m on a no-fly list now as I asked for his name.

this dude just boarded the plane with a vintage clueless shirt on! he has rainbow dreadlocks! I ❤️ him.

looked at my calendar this AM. I have trips, involving air craft, scheduled every week until the 4th of July. could die

I’m assigned gate 210, which makes NO sense. It’s not the American Eagle remote terminal. It’s not in the US Air Terminal. It’s not in the Alaska Terminal. There is a unnamed / unlabeled shuttle from gate 45 and NO ONE will tell me where the gate is located. I’ve been told to get in the line and to get on a shuttle. I think this is the end.

I have not tied one cherry stem in a know with my tongue on this trip to Vegas. sad

need to go … OJ

that is all.

“it’s 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it’s dark… and we’re wearing sunglasses.”