not really, actually...
sure- i'm currently less than airborne. sure, i thought i would be on the 2:45 flight to San Diego. sure- i have no control over the whether or not i will (hopefully) make it on the 9:15p flight out. but... i am so not stranded.
two words: concourse b.
the ATL brings more than hip hop flavor to this world... they provide amusement park-like distractions for travelers. I'm just sitting here people watching. talking regularly to Katherine (who is COMING TO THE AIRPORT TO SIT WITH ME!... i mean- how do i get friends like this?!) and chelsea (who makes me laugh so hard!)
i'm sipping on the most depressing of starbucks beverages... the mocha light frap. the customer service representative literally rolled his/her (jury's out) eyes when i ordered. whatev. i rock!
heres to bi-coastal wedding travels, reduced sugar frozen beverages, and life-long friends who brave rush hour to love me.
xoxo
3 comments:
The Atlanta airport can suck your will to live if you're not careful. I avoid it at all costs! I hope you made it to San Diego!
How dare a Starbucks employee roll their eyes at you! At least you didn't order a "skinny mocha" - that is seriously the worst thing I have ever had there.
ok seriously....why do your hairs look so good? not to mention that you're TRAVELING and they still look good. dangit. i just don't have what it takes.
ummmm, please remind me to give you the FRAPPUCCINO recipe (yes, the starbucks one) that i have. ok so it might be a knock-off, but it'll knock your socks off nevertheless.
hug yo'self from me, miss k...m'kay?
xoxoxo, a
You are sooo gorgeous. mean it.
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