2:16pm- Turbulence while landing at Heathrow Airport. Tail snaps off in crosswind.
3:44pm- Terminal full of parents not paying attention to screeching children while I attempt to snooze. Am forced to kill tots. Parents retaliate, although to be fair, if they didn't want dead kids, they should have thought of that before letting them scream incessantly. True?
4:31pm- Deep vein thrombosis. Collapse while waiting for "coach" (oh, the charming Brits and their "words") to take us to Terminal 4.
Other than that, pretty good day.