If I were in a good mood, and by extension, a good writing mood, I'd tell you about this funny idea of combining Eminem's lyrics and Enya's angelic, organic (I mean like from an organ, not from the earth) notes to create the powerhouse sounds of Eminenya. And I'd also probably write something about how interesting I found this statement of Jessica's, "on trips, you realize that, in everyday life, you too easily lose touch with too much," and add some observations and experiences of my own. But I'm not in the mood, so I'm not going to. Instead I'm going to say: I so can't wait to fly away on Friday and so so can't wait until the plane lands and I so so so can't wait until I step off of it.