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I think the thing I hate most of all about business travelling is the vacation that my body needs from the flying and the time changes and the crazy-busy days jam packed with meetings.

Okay, that's not true. The thing I hate most about business travelling, and air flight in general, is the state of airplane toilets, and how you can do nothing about what happens in those wee little cubicles before you get in there. And how people standing in line behind you get the idea that YOU'RE the dirty beast, not the person who came before you and inappropriately let loose in that confined space. You know what I'm talking about - don't tell me you don't!

So anyway, I arrived back home yesterday, and the tomato plants? Still. Not. Dead. I am beginning to wonder if there is anything that I can do that will cause them to whither away and die. Nuclear debris? Throwing them off the balcony? I reckon not. In fact, I reckon they, like Superman, are MADE OF STEEL. I wonder if they can fly around the world backwards and turn back time, just so I will know when to and not dash to the bathroom on that plane back home.

PS: Canada's Next Top Model made me laugh like a madwoman last night. But I can't seem to remember why (see reasons why I hate travelling, above). Let me marshall my thoughts for a bit, and we'll see what falls out of my head.