crapola granola! i can't believe I'm seeing my boys tomorrow!
let the insanity begin. first off, i have no idea how i'm getting out of JFK and out of the city, why the hell we're going to albany, or how long i'm going to be travelling for. might even end up crashing at ashley's dad's place friday night till the first train out in the morning, but there's no adventure in that (except for the huge adventure part). i suspect Conor and Clay (warning 15megs) will surely have some unimaginable madness with which to destroy my faith in logic and reality.