I was just about to relax when Mark pointed out to me that Fronteir charged me $800 more than they were supposed to for my flight to San Diego. So now the panic level has surged back up and I have to deal with craziness again. I just want to get on the plane and have a great weekend celebrating love and life and happiness. Can I go now, please?
By the way, I'll be away until Monday, so no posting for a couple days. You'll survive. :)