In the Westin again. My favourite hotel in the world. Feels good to be home.

Yesterday was a flights day. Took off at 10am and landed in London at noon. By the afternoon I was back on a plane, this time to Chicago. Overall, it would appear I've actually been up for 24 hours straight.

And I dunno. I mean, yesterday was very exciting. It was weird, being in the airport(s) alone and everything, but it was really exciting. I very much loved the British Airways service - and they probably have the best entertainment system in the world. Six-hour and Eight-hour flights passed faster than any other flight I've ever had. They have an awful lot of Pixar films, which is always a good thing in my opinion.

And you know, it was exciting! Finally back in Chicago, and FINALLY away from home and the IDF crap and everything, and finally having a good time.

And you know what, screw it. I strated writing this post somewhere between lonely and not sure how I'm feeling, but screw it. I've had breakfast with friends, possibly dinner too, will be getting lunch and photo ops and stuff soon, and screw it, I'm in CHICAGO CON!

See you kids later :-)