I hate checking baggage.

Hate it, Jock. I don't want to stand around a luggage carousel in anxiety that my bag has somehow gone off to Belize without me. I want to get on the plane, get off the plane, and walk away. so if I can get away with that, I'm going to do it.

So I've spent this morning looking up the liquid products limitations for domestic flights online.

And now I understand why there has been an explosion of travel-sized toiletries available in shopper's drug mart. I'm going to need a packing list for cosmetics, for goodness sake. in the good old days, all I wrote on the portion of the list was "makeup."

hopefully the nice airport people won't mind stuff decanted into un-labeled containers, because I use more conditioner than most mortals and one 100ml bottle will *not* cover it.

and I can pack my BPAL. Hurrah! it fills me with gladness.

maybe you can't take the gamer out of the girl

Rich Burlew Explains It All, #372: Why Paladins Suck