Hmpf. Jimmy must be color blind. It’s fabulous.

My seat is awesome.

Maaaan! I want that power!

Won’t be mine, sadly. That above sentence took 5 min to type accurately & now I’m fucking done in.

Gawd I’m done in

Whooooo there are typos rampant in this motherfucker.

I *am* after all, DRUNK in Miami.

Fahhhhhk. Apologies. I’ll deal clarifications in the morning.

I’m of no use to anyone if I flip out & lose it. I believe you understand that.

Staying off sm. One month w no panic attacks. Basically it boils down to I already in own he’s a nazi who raped kids.

I can’t obsess.i can’t see it every day.

I want to stay in touch w you & all my friends. But a month of no panic attacks?

That’s enough for me.

I fly under the radar. As always.

How are you? I’ve missed you so much!

It’s awesome. How have I never visited this city before?

MVP tomorrow!!

Now passing a J with the door guy, and a new friend I met in the loo. She’s wearing a jumpsuit (gorgeous, but thee worst garment for peeing persons), and I helped her re-secure herself.

Yep. I fucking love Miami.

FAHK. The hiccups have struck!

Me toooooooo. At home we can knock up that cheddar bay biscuit mix too!

My whole body screamed for vegetables. 😆

A table nearby got the king crab, & I am sooooooooo jealous.

But my shrimp n crab salad was excellent & just what I needed after a day of fucking travel food.

Got on at Orlando, off at Miami, no problems, not crowded, had 3 beers.