Ok, I don't really have anything to say. I've just been really busy for the past few weeks. I do think about blogging a lot and feel guilty when I don't. Today I just got back from a week away from home due to work. Remember the Tom Hanks movie 'The Terminal'? My work took me to a very nice place, but the company set me up in the hotel IN the airport. My balcony overlooked the security lines. I had meetings all week in the same hotel. I awoke to the sound of whining kids out in the terminal. I went to the pool on the top of the hotel which conveniently had a beautiful view of...the runways and in the distance a nuclear power plant. I literally lived in an airport for a week.
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what city? 'cause you know, that matters.
detroit? consider yourself lucky.
denver? you got hosed!
Sarah, it was Orlando.
But...where's your TATTOO!?!?
Really now, Phil.
you call that a very nice place? sad, phil. ;)
obviously i was being a smart-ass anyway, but yeah - putting you up at the airport is pretty weird.
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