So here I am in fucking O-Hare. I hate O-Hare. I italics then bold hate it... that's right. The only thing that makes it particularly special today, other than my connection actually being within 2 miles of my arrival concourse, is that on the cover of the USA TODAY I just purchased O-Hare is prominently depicted. Let me see if the article is online, it is, awesome:
Most fake bombs missed by screeners
Subtitle: 75% not detected at LAX; 60% at O-Hare. LINK
I fucking hate O-Hare. BUT, my connection, knock on wood, is on time and by the time you're probably reading this I should be in Disneyland. Thank God for some R'nR, I need it. I especially need it after a day yesterday that felt like a week. At least it ended with some LOST.
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