Flying is totally terrifying, is it not? Though most of my flights last a mere hour and a half down to NC, I always manage convince myself at least 10 times during the duration of the flight that the plane is plummeting.

To combat this, I have mastered the perfect list of distracting activities: nasty airplane white wine ($6 or free if the stewardness is nice), a music producing device, and a nerdy task (ie, thumbing through the Dramatists Guild Directory, and nerdily writing deadlines into my calendar.) Nerd. A nerd’s gotta do what a nerd’s gotta do.