Archive for January 18, 2008

There may be no more awful sound than Delta Airlines’ on-hold music as heard through the tiny, tinny, mono speakers of my Blackberry at 5:36 in the morning with a soul-crushing, Harp-fueled headache. Abbi woke me up. “What time is it?” For a second, I wondered why we were awake, why she was asking, and…

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