This is where I’ll be tomorrow. HA.



Ok, now that that’s out of the way, I will attempt to pack 5 days worth of crap into an easy-to-carry shoulder bag because I refuse to check baggage when there’s a plane-changing situation and wheeling a suitcase up and down 300 different sets of stairs between my apartment, the F train, Penn Station and the airport, is a test of skill, patience and strength that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. Which begs the question, who IS my worst enemy? Hmmm…