dorkoona and the goddess isis

dear calgary airport, you are a hot friggin mess. love, oona. after a whole lotta back and forth and crazy work scheduling on my end, the lovely and fascinating tanit-isis and i had a wee 45 minutes in calgary's airport on the day i flew home.  i don't have to tell you how paltry that amount of time was.  she found me at the air canada kiosk, ferociously punching buttons on the