stuck

an airport run last night—and to one to which (note the stickler grammatician in her natural habitat, sticking—and sticking) i have never been. this still strikes me as odd. i faintly remember when i had trouble saying "aerodrom," which is not a difficult word but, nonetheless, persisted in gumming up my mouth. (by the by, it's four syllables, not three: "ｱｴﾛ," not "eh-ro." how else can i put it that doesn't involve linguistic textbook drawings of the mouth, or a sound clip?) now that i know that i can get to its ghetto incarnateness in less than 30 minutes, using only public transportation, perhaps i will be hopping flights more often. except that saving 25 dinar, or even 1000, will hardly make up for the exorbitant prices involved in flying, well, just about anywhere from anyhere.

so: visit me. i will outdo myself and come to collect you.