Gate B6 -- hot, overcrowded, tense. I got here three hours before my flight, hiked half-way back across this fucking ant-nest of an airport because of some obsession about having Burger King, *ate* at Burger King while surrounded by a herd of sweating, flushed, obese adults ferrying their squalling children on the rafts of their luggage and infant paraphernalia across the dread waste of hunger to the greasy land of promise.

*Walked back* to my gate. Tried to play Medal of Honor but the fucking game is cheating and has given me an impossible mission. Or it's buggy. Anyway the laptop was heating up so why not instead pay AT&T $9.99 to use their wireless network and surf the infobahn? Why fucking not?

The flight before mine is late and has yet to board. If they could just get out of the way I could finally go stand in line for the forty-five minutes to get a decent seat on *my* flight. These people are using up all the air in the terminal.

All this to fly to Sacramento.