more than butterflies, and tingly tension… wondering what 11k
feet and 18 k feet will feel like, when the oxygen content in the air falls
sharply. packing etc etc done a few times already. …next post after the 23rd,
A final final goodbye to Google Reader. Life feels strange
without it. Like an arm cut off or something. Ok, Ok, I’ve taken a backup AND
switched my feeds to more than one reader. YET. Why why why do this, goliath
LaLa. That’s how you’d spell Tata, after reading this. Such
are the perils of the profession.