I will literally blow this place up, like the whole building, planes include I don't care.

Just make it make sense and don't mess with my premeditated publication schedule.

I've been so over the airline antics that I finished by befriending a stranger. She's 6 feet and 4 inches I think. Pretty sure her height came before anything resembling a name... Anyhow, Sydney's nice, she gave me a protein bar.

Also, either the guy at the front desk is a victim of seduction or Sydney just knows how to to talk to people, but as soon as an update on the delayed flight drops, I am the third person on the known.

She's enrolled at NUR too, although her program is in Finance and I already had two brief sports-related questions. Nothing wrong with being on the Squash team, don't get me wrong, but I don't partake of the move-a-ball creed.

And don't try to name a price for watching me drop a bucket or ace a penalty. Last time I sinned I was 13 and Ken used me as an easy-to-fool goalkeeper.

I lied to the guy with something about immigration paperwork needing my undivided attention, so that when he heard me screamed "GOAL!" on his match, he failed his goal on the spot or well, let's be honest, he would score then turn around, pretend like he saw nothing, and then hug me while crying.

Point is, I can't get on a video call and blame him for the state of air traffic. I have done it before with the war that was going on in Eastern Yurob. Why would you be so insensitive to this terrible time? Don't you see it's because of people like you that this world is falling apart? Why would you pick your nose in the middle of conflict? Stuff of the sort.

I may play some Cinco with Sydney after she wraps up with her nap. Until then, a new episode of Black Clover is up...

P.S. Was trying to be low profile on some photos. The others are from people who said "YES!" with capital letters to Sydney, which was a non-negligible number.