February 2012
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It's just, like, memories.
Apparently we’re cruising at an altitude of 40 000ft right now. We’re even running a little early. Thanks for the heads up, pilot. Now any chance someone could throw me a box of tissues, or a brown paper bag, because have a look at me. Yeah, that’s me, the pathetic mess in 26F. We just flew out of Sweden, and for the millionth time this week, waterworks. Well instead of replaying every happy...