2002-03-23 - 10:48 a.m.

On the tube on the way to the airport, a little girl evicts me from my hard-won seat by chanting "I need to sit, I need to sit!" a high volume/annoying pitch - the thought of standing for 17 stops seemigly less painful than having to listen to her for any longer than necessary. Coincidentally, she's lolling around in business class when I board the plane and I briefly contemplate employing her own tactics on her.

By some miracle, Bottle Rocket is being shown on the movie channel, though everyone I can see is watching "Shallow Hal."

8 hours later. I'm watching "Shallow Hal."