Today was shitty. Christmas in the Carolinas isn't as good as it sounds. "Wha? What do you mean,Mark?"

My flight was called on account of weather. But hey, I got a swanky room at the Airport Sheraton in Charlotte, North Carolina. So things aren't that bad, all thing considered. Except my flight leaves here at 8 PM. Cressa, I know I told you "in the morning," that's because I'm a moron. Check out time is noon, so I can't commiserate here until whenever and then head out and catch my flight. But I'll be home in time for Boxing Day.

So, on that note, here's what I want from all of you: to have a very Merry Christmas. I expect y'all to make up for mine; otherwise I will be VERY disappointed in you. :)