Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Snowbirds make me horny. Is that normal? I don't think that's normal. But I was Facebooking random groups, and then I found the Wings & Wheels group, and then I watched the commercial, and then I watched the thing on the Snowbirds, and then I found other videos, and watched those, and then I downloaded the Snowbirds Check In thingy. Snowbirds, check in! Snowbird one, TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT It gives me goosebumps in the weirdest way. Rawr. Makes me wish I had a boyfriend. Although that would probably be a bad thing, because if I did, and then I took him to the air show in August, I'd most likely end up jumping him in a dark alley. Poor boy, don't you think? Anyways, felt like I had to share. Jets just make me all tingly and excited inside. And I really want to go to Oshkosh. But I am going to AOPA. Which is in Fredrick, Maryland. No ulterior motives. No, really. But I really want to go to Oshkosh. The sheer amount of jets is delicious. I don't even like the word delicious. Hrrrrmmmmm I can't even explain it. But goddamn, this is probably what love feels like, right? Butterflies and tingles and fireworks and giggles and stuff. Oh Jesus. I am in love with a plane. 10 planes, actually. Oh Jesus H. I'm a plane WHORE. Shit. ~Katie PS: I finally finished my side spelling thing :] EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG PPS: Is being a plane whore worse than being a normal whore?