Leaving on a (I hope it doh fall outta de sky) jetplane

I always worry about BWIA's planes (even though I flying TravelSpan, go figure). They didn't buy them new (did they?) and one wonders what type of diagnostics and maintenance they do on them...

ANYWAY.

I'm going home for 2 months. I will be gone from the 9th of June until the 8th of August. I'm going to help out as much as I can back home. Christel's got her hands full (and then some) and I hope to act as a pressure release valve. Plus, there was no way in hell I was staying away from her for another 2 months. She's already been gone a month. A month! I'm already a mess.

Sufficive to say, I will be a little preoccupied. So you can stow your "bastards" and the rest of that crap. I really don't care. I'm going to help someone I care the world for, that's my first priority. Liming and everything else comes a distant second. I love you guys, I hope you know that, so I hope you TOTALLY understand where I'm coming from and this needs no further explanation or discussion. I doubt I will be doing much moving about, and I have good reason for such. As for the rest of you, well nobody has maimed you. And for good measure my cell is 767-5919.

For those of you in the US, you can reach me at 954-678-2843 (although... I could forward my cell... can't I? HOT DAMN! I gotta look into that!). I got a SunRocket phone and fully intend to bypass TSTT and save myself a boatload of cash. I would have gotten Vonage but I poor =(

Christel's Mom is doing okay. She had the second surgery on her ankle and she's healing. I will be spending a LOT of time over there and I'm a little freaked out. Like I told Chris, families have certain chemistry, throw a stranger into the mix and lord know what could happen. I don't want them to end up hating me (or me them). I know she'll have my back though, 'cause I got hers with mine (which reminds me of a story, which if someone reminds me some time from now, I will share). Did I ever mention that I love being in love? It is at once the most euphoric, and painful (depressing?) thing in the world.

BTW, I know sufficive isn't a word.

Justin | 4:55 AM