It is almost 1am. I am in the Brisbane International Airport departure lounge. It would be kind of boring if I wasn't at the beginning of a most excellent adventure. Hopefully through time. I mean, Time Lords seem to have a thing for England. The rest writes itself.
I am trying to find something to complain about. Nothing is coming to me. I didn't get to go to the comic shop before flying out. That is probably a good thing. I would be all worried about my bag if it had comics in it. I am worried enough about my overnight luggage with all four volumes of 52 in it. And that, a certain someone, is why you buy things you already own in single issues in trade form.
Adventure, Blur, Summer and radness awaits. Hooray!