Y8 D120

6am and I am already flustered. I overslept by about an hour. I guess my body wanted sleep. Not cool body. Stupid body and it's stupid sleep desire.

I have to take the car in for service this morning and wanted time to do my normal shit but now I am scrambling a bit and will do things from the dealer. Whatever. Just now how I wanted to start my day.

Because yesterday was so much better. I ended up throwing up the turkey burger. Lovely. I did get them to take it off my bill at least. Yay? Got the shuttle to the airport at 3, was there by 3:15. Through security at 4, sat in the club until 6:20, got on my overcrowded flight and got very lucky. Didn't get my upgrade, but at least there was no one in between us.

Got to DFW at 9:15 and waited 2.5 hours. Got on my next flight and once again was next to an Indian who decided my rib cage was theirs for the elbowing. Fuck me.

Landed at PDX at 2pm PST only 15 hours after getting up in NJ. Finally got home around 4. B made dinner, we went to the store for groceries, and then came back and watched TV in bed. Our new bedroom layout lets us watch the old Mac in the bedroom. It's nice. I fell asleep around 10 while she was watching Grey's. 13 years that show has been on.

Today is errand day. First stop, dealer.