Ahh, the lovely feeling of floating in air while simultaneously feeling the incredibly strong pull of gravity.
Strange things seem to happen when there is massive sleep deprivation, i.e. I happened to not sleep at all while traveling on an 6 hr (more or less) flight across the Pacific and am now sitting in an airport for three hours waiting to catch another flight. Somebody's spawn is working it's way up to a full scale bawl and big words are starting to get difficult to write. Oh, and my verbal English comprehension is slithering down the drain but no worries, right?
The pizza I had for breakfast (at 5:30am) was slightly burned around the edges, but still tasted pretty good.
The "free" wifi here only lasts for 45 minutes, which I consider sucky seeing as I'm here for 3 hrs. At least it means probably not moving to plug in my laptop because there's only so much I want to do on my computer at 6:30am that doesn't involve the internet.
At least I've stopped twanging like a high-pitched amateur violinist's violin.