Posted by chris on Jun 15th, 2013
She knows me so well.
Daisy surprised me with chocolate covered peanut butter pretzels.
She intends for us to snack on them during a flight. In. The. Future. 32 hours away. 32 hours of pretezel-less hell. 32 hours of tortuous challenege. Of pointless denial. Of staring game.
SHE DOESN’T KNOW ME AT ALL.
[Update, 12 hours before departure:] Yeah. All gone.