Airport hell, Mach II

This sounds like a broken record, but I’m stuck at the airport. This time Pittsburgh is my personal hell, and that not only refers to my unexpected delay here but also something I just ate that I shouldn’t have — and I mean really shouldn’t have. US Airways screwed me. They were 45 minutes late getting here for no apparent reason, forcing a missed connection. Honkies!

I really need to change my name to I.R. Pissed.

Okay, gotta run. Will issue a hangover report tomorrow.

I really, really, really shouldn’t have eaten that.