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I'm actually perched on one of the stiff chairs scattered across the boarding room in the airport, waiting to board the plane to Korea. Poured through a magazine bought from the drugstore, learned new work out moves to get Jennifer Aniston's shoulders, coveted a sick pair of leopard printed Alexander Wangs, counted the number of absurdly ugly plaid scarves (seventeen), and feeling the beginning of an crick in my neck, and the flight is still not ready when we were supposed to be in the plane a good twenty minutes ago.
Efficiency, it's a dying breed.
In other news, I will be in Korea for the coming week. Updates if it's possible. If not, give my love to your mothers and I will see you readers in a bit.
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