The Department of Homeland Security may be involved in a lot of evil, nefarious things and some stupid ones, but I am honestly, truly, from-the-bottom-of-my-heart grateful for their announcement today that you will no longer have to remain seated for the last 30 minutes of flights going into and out of Washington National Airport.* About a year ago, I had a Really. Bad. Experience. involving this rule, airport pizza, and my state of denial about my lactose intolerance. I remember actually thinking, "If John McCain lived through being tortured in Vietnam for years, I can deal with this for 25 more minutes," and then, "I am trying to inspire myself with thoughts of John McCain--the end must be nigh." Anyway. Thank you.
*You will catch me calling it Reagan National Airport over my own cold, dead body, and probably not even then, as I anticipate being a fairly quiet dead person.
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Gross, T&A. Your allure has worn off. Or maybe this just makes you all the more real? All the more girl-next-door?
Hehe, Toolstein, if you have not yet discovered that girls are gross, you are in for a shocking wake-up call one of these days.
In any case, I hope my loss of allure will not make you stop reading my blog--after all, any gross personal stuff is hard to detect through the internet. :)
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