
En Route to Hawaii…
Off to an impromptu trip to Hawaii for 9 days with the mother-ship in tow… (shhhh, don’t tell her it’s a grand total of 12hrs 10mins on the plane because I can’t deal with a cardiac arrest on my vacation; that would take up prime luau dancing time on the island in turn throwing a curve in my progress from debilitating depression ).
Shockingly, I made it through the TSA jungle gym with only a brief crotch grope and inner thigh massage. I was expecting a much more intimate moment as per the usual; me setting off the machines on every area of my body, for no rational reason whatsoever, and being fully molested by a stranger. I have to say, I’m mildly disappointed that I was not properly molested at 6AM this morning.
The flight from Fort Lauderdale to San Francisco was almost as long as a flight to London. I could be in the U.K. right now, the fuck?! Ugh. Anyway…
Six and a half hours on the plane (so far), of course I took my Dramamine and narcotics in advance to sleep. Then I drank vodka in the form of a Bloody Mary to wash all the pills down. But did I sleep? No, no I did not. I had enough legal and illegal pills in my system to kill a small carnival pony and yet there I sat…not still…for over six hours, daydreaming about ways I would survive in the forest if the plane were to crash ‘land’. I have soooooo many plans in mind now, so that’s a plus. My survival rate should be much higher now that I’ve put so much time and effort into strategy. Not important or really relevant to my successful strategizing but; the flight attendant said something about a fine or whatever if I didn’t put back all the supplies I ‘gathered’ (stole) from the plane before landing.
The mother and I engaged in Snapchat filter selfie taking for approximately… 23 minutes and 13 seconds. I believe this to be the lowest point in the flight. I’m too embarrassed to go on.
We have a layover in San Francisco now before continuing on to Honolulu. I’ll be deleting hundreds of saved Snapchat photos until we arrive in Hawaii, please excuse me….be back soon
Was just thinking about you this evening! Yes; 2019 was not the best year for me either. Glad you and your mom are going to paradise!
I love this I love you I miss you have fun
