Flyin' Out!

Feeling apprehensive about my flight. I NEVER feel apprehensive about flights.

I'm on my way to the airport in ten minutes, to stand in the Southwest Fight-Your-Neighbor line. I'm super psyched about this, actually--I feel like it's going to be hilarious somehow. I don't know. I think I'm hoping to see some scrapping, some fists being thrown, some headlocks and tackling, hair-pulling, maybe. Then followed by an hour and a half on the plane with people glaring and scowling at each other. Could be only a dream, though. I'll let you know.