-- at airport

So I'm in the airport now, delayed until almost 2am, cursing self for checking my luggage out of laziness so I wouldn't have to limit my toiletries to 3 ounces and now I don't have my laptop power supply. Frak. I called Dan. "You sound like you're in a cage with monkeys and parakeets," he said. "And you sound annoyed."

Heh. That was hours ago. I've already been through all five steps of the mourning process and have now accepted my fate of grime and crappy airport food.