On the plane. Neck already hurts. I should've gotten one of those neck pillows Brandon was telling me about. The guy behind me is your typical loud obnoxious piece of white trash. He keeps cussing loudly, and calling over the flight attendant for who knows what. She doesnt like him. If I were her, I probably wouldnt like him either, but right now, he's my only form of entertainment. His shirt says "dirty ghetto kids". Heh.