airport monotony
Writing this from an internet kiosk in the beautiful San Jose airport. Overpriced, yes, but I'm bored. And I'm bored because my flight's been delayed two hours. La la la. I could still be hanging out at my parents' house where I've been the past two weeks, but I neglected to check my flight status before leaving for the airport. Anybody else hate doing that? I can't be bothered to find the phone numbers for that, and half the time I don't even know what my flight number is. Usually it's fine. Tonight I'm stuck here, writing to you guys, about boredom in the airport.
Hey, wait! The bar! I think I'll go drink a seven dollar beer now.
Gabby
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