Vicariously Prejudiced in a Perfunctory Manner

12 hours ago we were staggering into the house after a 2 hour drive, after a 5 hour ride on the worst airline ever.  You pay for anything to eat, you pay for blankets, you don't get pillows, the seats are leather, the walls are hard, the windows are small, the plane is cold, need I go on?  Seriously, never, ever fly on Virgin Blue (that goes for nps and madtom, as VB is Australia-only) the tickets were $75 less than the Qantas flight and everybody in my family wished we'd forked out the extra.  It was a 1:30 am flight, and I got the least amount of sleep out of any of us because all I could do was lean forward onto the tray in front of me, until the person in front leaned backwards.  Idiot.  It was the worst flight that I can remember.

I did achieve my dream, though.  I got 3rd place on Raiden Fighters at the airport, the initials JDM are engraved into the highscore list in Darwin airport.  I discovered that a machine was on free play for some reason, so I died as much as I wanted and still won!

I also just saw an ad for the Russian ballet something or other, they're putting on a performance of Romeo & Juliet with "incredibly sensual nude scenes."

I'm still buzzing for some reason, trying to catch up on everything that I've missed in 2 weeks before I go to sleep.

I'm meeting up with madtom on August 13, anyone else want to come along?

Buzz buzz buzz, I wonder why he does.