In the O'Neills in Terminal 3. Killing time before I can board my plane in 20 minutes. Have entire 7th season of West Wing on the PSP just waiting to be watched. Huzzah for technology.

Hopefully  we'll have another update when I land at LA.

Amusing start of the day - I was up at 5.30, left the house by 6am, drove to my Dad's, he dropped me off to the airport at 8.20am. I wave him off, gather my bags and walk straight into a grinning Mark Buckingham. I'm on the 11.35 American Airlines to Los Angeles, he's on the 11.30 Virgin Airlines. We wave each other off and I proceed to stand in an hour long check in queue while satin draped Virgin Airways lovelies coo and stroke at Mark and whisk him off to the Virgin executive line for important busywhizzes.

And he's staying at the Hyatt. I hate him.