Save room for Buffy.

we're home!!

and i'm currently unpacking while wearing my new leather chest harness. yeah, i know, i'm supposed to wear the binder for another week, but i'm treating myself to two-hour breaks each day. i wore it all day on the plane and i'll sleep in it.

our flight was delayed so we'd miss our connecting so in exchange we got put on a nonstop flight on another airline, which meant we had to go back through security and pick up bag from the claim then start over again, and we were a security risk so i got the full patdown, including taken into a small scary room to show off my surgical binder and have them swipe it for drugs or powder explosives or whatever those swabs are for. then we got on a plane the the movie was "king arthur" and i fell asleep because it sucked and then finally the plane landed and breadloaf and jr were waiting for us and it made us so happy and then we pulled onto our street and yelled at cops for wrongful ticketing and then they apologized and now we're home, home, home, home, home. i have so many reasons to be happy and grateful.

where did my capitalization go? maybe i left it on the plane.