I'm wondering if it was named after a person🤔

I have a one hour layover during which I need to go through customs. In Houston. Pray for me.

From my train ride up to Vancouver.

I'll just throw 2 or 3 of them in the wash when I get to Victoria.

Me, this entire trip: I know I packed enough pants. Me, just now: I did not pack enough pants.

This has been a great morning. My heart is full

It should be illegal to work the day before a trip.

Changing travel plans last minute should not be this exciting.

If I'm asking you very specific questions in a work email, I'm trying to tell you, "I'm pointing out exactly where you messed up here. But I'm bound by decorum to be polite about it."

My direct supervisor has found my Facebook. And sent me a friend request. I'm debating what to do. I'm tempted to accept and then post a bunch of twisted dark humor to the tl.