Twenty-four hours from now, I'll be on a plane to Toronto. If it's on time, we'll probably be starting our descent for a landing. I don't want to go to Toronto. It's supposed to be in the low 50s and rainy all day. Last time I went to Canada, all a U.S. citizen needed to get across the border was a driver's license or a birth certificate. Not any more.

I dread this trip, and having to stay up all night rather than risk oversleeping trying to catch two or three hours, but at least I should be home by dinner time. I have a round trip ticket, but since I'll be there and back in a single day, can you imagine the red flags it's going to set off with airport security, having no luggage besides a laptop computer, and staying for only about eight hours?

Why in the hell does my company insist on sending me on international, rather than domestic trips? Fuck this job. I really hate it.