It’s a wee hour of the morning, a mere 5 a.m. TobyJoe and I are heading out for the weekend to find places to live in San Francisco.
I plan on writing from there.
(p.s. I still hate to fly.)
It’s a wee hour of the morning, a mere 5 a.m. TobyJoe and I are heading out for the weekend to find places to live in San Francisco.
I plan on writing from there.
(p.s. I still hate to fly.)
Good luck! You’ll be fine flying…
Remember: 62 oz. of beer always helps.
why, that’s my motto for everything in life!
when you drink til your comfy on a plane make sure your head falls forward to the the side, preferable with a cushion. head tilted back, sleeping from drinking begs for a sinus infection. trust me.
hehehe use the force. and remember, those sounds is normal. i promise.
mia was either drunk or retarded when writing that comment, i believe. i dare someone to suggest both…