SIGH

<-- Unhappy face. That was for the Seahawks, but applies much more to me now.

Last night was prolly one of the most stress filled days of mylife. EVER.

Why? Well, it's because I'M the BIGGEST RETARD in the ENTIRE WORLD.

Let's just say that I'm supposed to be in JUTICALPA, HONDURAS right now.

So last night I went out with some friends to Jillian's, thinking my flight was TONIGHT. Hanging out, having a good time, and then justwhen we get our pool table, I get a call from my aunt at 11:45pm.

"Where are you?"

"At Jillian's, hanging out with my friends, where are you?"

"................I'm at the airport."

"Wait, our flight's TONIGHT?!"

"Yeah."

"I'm going home right now and I'm going to try to be there."

"I hope you can make it."

Cut to me racing over to the pool table and frantically saying:

"I HAVE TO GO. I HAVE TO GO. I HAVE TO GO."

"What? Why? What's going on?!"

"My flight is TONIGHT."

"OH MY GOD!!!"

Running around like chickens with our heads cut off.

I race home, driving like a speed demon, run into the house to try and pack and realize...it's too late. My flight's at 12:30am andit's already 12am. It's not gonna happen.

So...I'm feeling like the dumbest person in the ENTIRE world.

I'm flying out tonight (like I had originally thought) at the sametime, same airline.

I get picked up from the airport by Karmen who'll take me in a taxi to the bus station, get me on a bus to Juticalpa from Tegucigalpa, and 3 - 3 1/2 hours later I should be in Juticalpa still feeling like the biggest dumbass ever.

And that's about it for now.

Your dumb friend,
Jess