Color me Tweek.
Jan. 8th, 2004 03:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serindeOn those "five stages" I posted before..I'm definitely in #4, Twitchiness. (Probably an extension of "crisis management mode", I reckon.) And no, I ain't had much tea today. This should be all kinds of fun when we are sitting around the airport for two hours twiddling our thumbs.
Actually, this is sort of an acid-test for my future plane travel (AIRLINES TAKE HEED). If this is a god-awful experience, I am probably never going to fly in future if my destination is less than an 8-hour drive. The fact that the nice Continental lady advised I arrive three hours in advance to Newark does not make me real sanguine. I am, at least, not trying to take a fish, though I have visions of wackiness ensuing over my Psion: "That don't look like no Palm Pilot to me! It's got a keyboard! Must be a detonator thing!" Yes, my confidence in our security measures is positively boundless.
It's supposed to get up to 25 deg. F. in Cleveland tomorrow (i.e. the day of the graveside service). Uff da!
Actually, this is sort of an acid-test for my future plane travel (AIRLINES TAKE HEED). If this is a god-awful experience, I am probably never going to fly in future if my destination is less than an 8-hour drive. The fact that the nice Continental lady advised I arrive three hours in advance to Newark does not make me real sanguine. I am, at least, not trying to take a fish, though I have visions of wackiness ensuing over my Psion: "That don't look like no Palm Pilot to me! It's got a keyboard! Must be a detonator thing!" Yes, my confidence in our security measures is positively boundless.
It's supposed to get up to 25 deg. F. in Cleveland tomorrow (i.e. the day of the graveside service). Uff da!
