I am packed. I get home from Ian’s at (4:30AM) and eat my left over italian. I don’t call jen like i said i would because i figure she’s sleeping. I check my e-mail. put on Wilco and make sure everything is packed. At (5AM) I call jen and she sounds asleep. Well maybe it was a few minutes before then. i head over. the steering wheel does an ice burn on my fingertips and there i am. shooing her out of the house because my lack of sleep has turned into impatience. Patience was never one of my strong points to begin with. We are at the airport and forget to give jen a hug. I am an asshole. The flight begins fine. I am only able to sleep when the plane is in the air. I guess it’s the dull roar of the engine that lulls me into sitting up sleep. I hear that we can’t land in houston because of fog cover and that we have to go to San Antonio to refeul.

We commence to sit in the pane for 3 hours while we wait for fuel. By this time i have missed my interchange. Wonderful! I also can’t sleep while we aren’t moving and a man who drives buses in Espanola gives me the number for a dentist in Jaurez. He tells me they’ll save my teeth, and thinking of this i think of him. I look at my phone and notice that he has called. I call back to report the irony that I am indeed sitting in a plane in his home town. Guffaw. I miss you. See you when you get back. We finally leave around (1:30PM) We get into Houston and they tell me I can catch a 2:30 if I fly standby. At this point I am praying to get onto this plane. I want to be home and sleeping.

What actually happens is I get on the plane and we never leave. We taxi and they tell us that the fog in Philadelphia and Houston is just too much. I guess the whole country was covered in fog the only day that i desperately want to get home. We are herded off to sit in the terminal and our gate happens to be right next to an airport bar. I get drunk with a middle aged man and a very thin jamaican med student. He pays for it all. She is loud and entertaining. We talk about life and parenting and being different ages. I am loaded when we get back on the plane (7PM). I quickly pass out to arrive in Philadelphia at (12:00AM). By this point my phone is dead. Angela is waiting outside the gate.