My dad and I are leaving tonight. We're driving back to SanFrancisco around 1am, we'll get there around 3am, and we're going to just be in the airport for a while. Our plane leaves at 6am, so some time will be spent checking in and having our shoes x-rayed. If I was going to put bombs on myself, I would not put them in my shoes and I will tell you why: someone already did that. They will be checking shoes. God people are dumb.
So we get to Chicago about four hours later.
Jeff Corwin (of the animal planet) is so jewish. Steve Erwin, however, is not.
So after a two hour flight back from Chicago, I get home around 6pm. Jesus Christ. Well, in case any of you want to greet me at the airport, now you know as much as I do about my flight.
I am so glad I am leaving. My grandparents are really starting to get on my nerves, and I miss my friends.
I'll see you all soon. Actually, I won't, because I've noticed that about eight people read this page, and I only can name 1 person who is an avid reader, and another who takes a looky sometimes. The rest of you should sign my god damn guestbook