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I am not going to an airport again for as long as I can help it. I was at the PDX airport 6 times in as many days. On the way back from Dallas last Monday there was weather in Vegas so I nearly missed my connecting flight to SLC, but after I got there I missed my flight to Portland. I ended up having to fly to Seattle and then take the airport shuttle down to Olympia where dunx picked me up. The lost my stuff. They lost dunx and KtKate's stuff too, and they weren't even on my flight. It sucked. But then I had to go to the airport yet again... 5 more fucking times.

I spent the weekend at my dad's in DC. It was fun, but short. We went to the new American Indian museum, which was cool, but pretty depressing.

And last night was sorta... I threw up a lot. The first time was in the parking garage at Fred Meyer. The next time was in THEREALJERSEY's sink. After that it was dry-heaving in the park at 1 in the morning. The last time was after dunx helped me carry my stuff up stairs.

Wow.

Something something.

Such weakness, it's amazing.