Today I did practically nothing except fly a lot. I did get to see Enchanted without having to subject any loved ones to it; it was nowhere near as good as I’d heard or even as good as I’d hoped. (Hey, I wonder what we’re flying over, there’s weird areas of green light! We’re descending into Sacramento as I write this.). Anyway, the highlight of the movie for me was Susan Sarandon. She was smokin’ while in human form, and devilishly entertaining when she was a dragon. Oh, and I spilled yogurt all over myself during my brief layover in Chicago. Slick, huh? Man, I forget what else I was going to say. I’m just writing this because I can’t turn on my connection, I’m tired of reading about sao braphet song for a while (that’s part of my paper on transgender children), it turns out my iPod has no battery charge, and one can only lose so many rounds of BrickBreaker before one gives up. I’ve been playing DopeWars too, but the interface sucks. So I’m writing this entry instead. Oh, here comes the turbulence they warned us about. Writing this entry is good for practicing character entry on my Blackberry, too - I’m already quite fast, but the keys are much closer together than on my Sidekick 3 so I fatfinger them more often. I keep typing m’s as n’s. Hey, this turbulence is pretty turbulent! Kinda fun, since I’m not really worried about safety…it feels like it should be scary but I know we’re fine. My ears have been doing okay so far; after January’s descent into Washington I have been worried each time I take off and land. (Just in case I never mentioned that, what happened in January was I couldn’t pop my ears, and I was in so much pain I was crying. Thank goodness for reassuring flight attendants.). So even though I’ve landed and taken off - let’s see - 11 times since then, I still wonder each time if it’s going to hurt. The audiologists at Gallaudet told me not to be surprised if that does happen again though. Oh that reminds me - I got to chat with somebody while waiting at the gate at National. Suddenly somebody sat down next to me with a Sorenson VRS backpack! Turns out he’s an audiology grad student at Gallaudet, and his girlfriend is deaf so he actually (gasp!) knows sign. Not many audiologists do, oddly enough. Same with speech therapists…there are a lot of people who work directly with people with hearing loss every day, but they don’t sign. I don’t get it, myself. Man, are we there yet? When I started writing this they had just announced we’d probably be on the ground in about 30 mins, it sure feels like it’s been that long already. I haven’t gotten to stretch at all since we left Chicago…when flying with a friend or family member you can invade their personal space for a moment to stretch, but I wouldn’t do that to a stranger. Oh hey, flight attendants prepare for landing please, guess we are almost there - I gotta turn this off now!