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Sitting here in the United Air Red Carpet Club (actually the carpet is gray) at Boston's Logan Field, trying to duck all the sneezing people in here. I thought this was supposed to be an oasis in the airport wilderness, but it's actually a breeding ground for swiney flu! And all these loud, vapid cell phone conversations, oy! Makes me want to run out of here, screaming, or, or...Got a sweater on; got my ticket to ride (plane boards in an hour); got my business finished in Massachusetts. I'm gearing up for a five-plus hour return to LA; my hardcover copy of "Weaveworld" is in my backpack, and I'm a dingdong daddy w/ a plate to scratch! Hope my cats are okay- haven't seen em or Mr Hanky & the fish or my girlfriend & child in near two weeks, and I miss them creatures, both animal and human. Right now, I'm nobody's friend- hot, tired, dodging the sneezers, sick of all these corporate-speak phone calls. Think positive, think positive...hey, let's get out of this mausoleum and go look for a cheeseburger! Sound like a good idea to you? Inquiring monsters want to know.
8:22 PM
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