She's moving; I'm just along for the ride -- and the In-n-Out Burger. I'm trying very hard (ok, not very... maybe not even hard, actually) to be a pescatarian, but I decided that I will allow myself the luxury of In-n-Out while on the stretch of I-10 betweeen Albuqurque and L.A.
Also I think the passenger two rows back on my flight here had the plague. She kept coughing -- hacking, really -- and sneezing. oh, and blowing her nose like a kazoo was attached. It was like she was doing it in rhythm with a song or something. It was the soundtrack to the flight.
By tomorrow I'll be in west Texas -- and hopefully not sick.
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