...off I go. London's calling and I have to answer. Well, I don't HAVE to but, off I go nonetheless. Here is what is exciting so far- I am at JFK by my gate and POSTING! God, I love Opal. She really is a Sexy Bitch. Here is what has not been exciting so far- as I checked in, the man at the desk asked me if I was "traveling to see my husband" and I think was beginning to compliment me with a "lucky guy" but alas... I am unsure as I burst into tears. Stupid mirage Visa in my passport.
As Jason texted... that gets the "awkward outta the way". Though I also second Jenn Ritchie's "oh, come the fuck on!" Sweet Mother of Pearl. Wonder if I can just rip that page out?? Is that illegal? I have no idea.
Good thing I cancelled therapy today because I couldn't get my shit together....
