I am a flake. But I am a flake who is never without a parking space.
4:16p - me to him via text messaging:
I am now chanting my "allow Paul to deplane" mantra.
4:26p - him to me via text messaging:
It worked! You made a lot of fellow travelers happy! I'll call you from the terminal.
I am now chanting my "let ldy win the freaking lottery" mantra.