Ahh, watching the holiday rush at the airports as people spread out across the country to celebrate their saviors resurrection.

All I care about is that it's going to be in the low eighties here tomorrow, the hell with everything else. I snuck Daniel up to the store for a FireBall today, his wife is next door and cracking down.

I said today that maybe I'll encounter a woman, who want's to hang out with me, one more time. The odds are so low...

So what am I going to do? I really don't know. There are two possible directions, sliding down into nothing until I die, or saying the hell with everything and taking life out in a giant splash!