i knew i was in for an "interesting" day when i realized i was washing my face with hair conditioner. oh well, i guess i wanted my face to be as shiny and sleek as my hair. (i swear i wasn't drunk this morning! or was i?)
shortly before that, i arrived home from the gym to find a tan nissan murano blocking my driveway with no driver in sight.* oh well, i wanted to park in the street, anyway.
i printed out my boarding pass after confirming that my flight was, indeed, on time. i then made it to the airport in record time only to discover my flight was delayed by 72 minutes. of course! oh well, i wanted to sit on my laptop with skinny dolce cinnamon latte in my hand, for an extra hour or so.
i guess this means i won't be arriving at jfk until 8:30p, so i hope i can still make my 9p dinner reservation in soho....
...yeah, i won't hold my breath.
and back to people-watching and latte-sipping i go.
*aaron just called to inform me he had to have it towed so he could exit! sounds like someone had a nice drunken morning! and will no doubt have a rude awakening when they go to leave and CANT FIND THEIR CAR. oops.