"4:00, wallow in self-pity; 4:30, stare into the abyss; 5:00, solve world hunger, tell no one; 5:30, jazzercize; 6:30, dinner with meโI can't cancel that again; 7:00, wrestle with my self-loathing...."
Flights from London City Airport are comedy. Flights delayed by 30 mins. Everyone in suits having a melt down. I'm watching benidorm with not a single fuck to give.