I’m sitting at George Bush Intercontinental whatever airport waiting for my connecting flight to the Great State of California, where I’ll be spending a few days at the beach.
I’m really just thrilled to get the hell out of DC. I returned home from work yesterday to discover that the power on my block was out AGAIN (second time this month. WTF?). I went for a run and figured that by the time I got back PEPCO would have it all sorted out. Yeah, right. It didn’t come back on until 3am, so I packed and showered by flashlight. I think I really need to invest in some camping lanterns and headlamps for when this happens next time (and trust me, it will). I did miss the A/C as well, not because it was very hot inside, but rather the noise tends to filter out the wannabe gangstas yelling and fighting directly outside our house at 2am. Ohhh, I can’t wait to leave this city forever.
Gonna find the breakfast burrito place now. Texans make ’em quite well.