Marc

Supposed to be in -- Normal, Illinois
But still stuck in -- New Orleans, Louisiana

Don't ask. I should be on a plane right now, and I should be getting drunk in a few hours, but none of it will come to fruition. None of it, dammit! When? When do I get to see the goddamned sailboat?!

And to top it off, a mother! and her two kids laughed at me when I walked into a Subway just a bit ago and told me that I looked like I might have been Jared (sp?) from the Subway commercials. What the hell? Why doesn't someone just kick me in the nuts, huh? I'm ready. I can take it.