this day started out incredibly rugh. the plan was for me to go home after work, finish all the little details, then get money out of the bank at midnight when my paycheck was supposed to clear. but it didn't. i tried again at 1 am. still no funds. no money=no food, no gas, no tent sites. bt daughter #1 told me very simply that i was going on this trip no matter what. she then asked her boyfriend for a loan.
so now i'm sitting in dfw airport with a wad of cash.
i also made it completely through security without a single issue.
i'm sure that if i had counted on things being easy i'd be getting my strip search right now.
2 hours till flight time.

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planes are alot smaller and claustrophobic than i remember. if i had known, i would have mailed my leather jacket ahead of me instead of wearing it on the plane.

and newark airport in one word: filthy.