Tomorrow I've gone one less flight to contend with? Why?
The number 3 engine on the freighter is blown. I've never
seen such internal damage from over-temp. Never.
No, my attitude hasn't changed since yesterday. No it won't
change either. It was hard to get out, and feels much better
having said what was said. Done.
Things are moving along for Tom and Andrew. Thank God.
From what I see, they'll each have work. The best part is
that they won't be able to wander the world for World.
Last night I went to sleep early, and was dead. Dead I tell
you. The phone rang at 11:55pm. Guess who didn't sleep
the rest of the night. Scheisse.
Okay- See you at the pit!
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