Ohhh, boy. Snow in NYC is mucking up my chances of getting back to LA. I’m looking down the barrel at a very long, deeply annoying next 24 hours in which I smell weird, am most likely stuck somewhere or running really fast, and everything is covered in mayonnaise. BUT. If I have learned anything from my man friend, it’s that there’s really no point in stressing about flight drama, as you will get there when you get there. I have my health, I have a massive bag of organic gummy bears, I have work to do, I have a sandwich, but SERIOUSLY WHY IS THERE MAYONNAISE ON IT. GET IT OFF.