The Man Your Man Used To Smell Like

Due to my checked baggage tending to hare off for Chicago without me, or alternately to go somewhere else when I'm supposed to go through Chicago, I tend to fly with just carry-on luggage. I've got a rollerboard bag that's perfectly sized for a week-long trip (for me, provided it's not going to be below freezing) and a big blue "personal bag." The only awkward part about this is having to send my liquids through the scanner separately: quart bag of shampoo and toothpaste and deodorant (roll-on). So far I've only had to throw away one bottle of deodorant because it was 3.5 oz instead of the %&$ TSA-approved 3 oz.

For reasons that are opaque to me, Target no longer sells travel bottles of the roll-on I use. Nor do they sell anything travel-size that's "unscented," and the least offensive fragrance belonged to something from Old Spice.

I didn't really notice it in Key West but spending several hours in a tent meant that when I opened the canister it smacked me over the head with the scent of two tickets to that thing I love. (Sniff again. The tickets are now diamonds.) And I haven't been able to stop smelling it since then.

I am now home (well, I'm now at work, but I stopped by home on the way) and have never been so happy to be genuinely de-odorized.

(... this is the kind of post you get when I've had less than four hours sleep and that on an airplane with a non-reclining seat.)

facejournal and sleep

cleolinda explains just what the heck is going on with LJ and Facebook and Twitter: basically, LJ's owners figure the number of people coming onboard LJ through Facebook and Twitter will outweigh the number of people fleeing to other sites such as Dreamwidth. And the fleeing users were the ones who were disabling all the useful (for advertising) privacy-invasive features anyway, so they won't be much missed.

(There's also a side trip through the creepiness of Facebook's new "Stalk this person" feature. Which just ick no. I anticipate that by this time next year I'll have done what I can to purge my Facebook account as well.)

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Still tired. Still writing up Key West (it was awesome). Likely to go home and faceplant for eight hours and wake up around two in the morning. Sleeping on planes works better when you can lean back in your seat, and when the guy next to you doesn't insist on trying to ram his elbow into your ribs, and when the flight doesn't arrive 45 minutes early thus shorting you out of three-quarters of an hour of uneasy but still much missed sleep. Bleh.

(Lessons learned: first, stay the hell away from Airtran. Second, with transit costs BWI may not actually be all that much cheaper than National. Third, do not rely on transit to get home from BWI.)