SERENITY NOW

...as J2 would say. So approximately one and a half hours from now I was supposed to be in a rental car with Brandon, driving west as fast as possible, shooting the shit and playing my music as loud as he would let me. Instead, in approximately one and a half hours, I will be leaving Job #2 and going to pick up a pizza to take home while S and I watch American Idol and wait for Brandon's new flight to arrive to Houston by 9:45 p.m. if we're lucky. Why do bad vacation starts happen to the people that needs vacations the most? I.e., me?

Oh well. At least Brandon is living it up in a Memphis airport bar with margaritas and I will get to watch Stevie Wonder on Idol. And the San Antonio margaritas will be that much more tasty and appreciated.