so let's talk about the man i'm in love with. mr. bongiorno.
my lovely michael was scheduled to leave nyc at 8:50 wednesday night arriving just after midnight. yesterday morning he decided to suprise me by coming in early. he called jet blue and found that there was still space on an earlier flight, so he arrived at the airport before 11am. shortly thereafter mayhem ensued.
the 730am flight to austin still hadn't left. so he waited in line and got a seat on that one. jfk closed. then the flight was supposed to leave at 4pm. then 5. then 1030. then 1130. then jfk closed again. my storm trooper of a boyfriend stayed at that airport trying to find a way to austin until 6am this morning (my time). he got home just after 7am (8am eastern time). unable to get a flight to austin, houston or dallas within the next 24 hours. he has a flight booked for sunday night. he'll stay until saturday.
he was at jfk for almost 24 hours. if that's not love, i don't know what is.
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i don't give a shit about anyone but you.
i love that story.
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