yesterday: i wore a tie. it was sexy. no. it was sexxxy.

also: received frantic telephone call from kj, something about emergency airport danilo message oh my god fucking airfrance 10:30pm no bus no bus emergency. i was tired, seeing as i'd just awakened. i said yes no problem.

then: fun time drive to o'hare w/ kj, we sing along to songs, we make plans, we have fun, she does some homework, i drink some shitty coffee.

upon: arrival we meet with danilo of rome, who is exhausted and safely arrived and too tired to speak english and missing his luggage but is here, and kj is happy and danilo is happy and i am happy.

we: are a bunch of happy fucks.

shortly: drive in the car & listen to the rock and roll. vrooooom!

following: we meet up with the k & the x and have truck stop adventure, mmm snakes and four different languages and singing and, frankly, we are all incredibly well dressed.

ooh la la.

presently: it is today. to taxi. onward!