i was still drunk....

i was definitely still drunk from the night before when jenndaly, andypants and i drove to the airport.
totally dukes of hazard as i jumped out the passenger side window at the airport, grabbed my carry on and yelled "goodbye texas!"
it wasn't until we were in the air and i was listening to the "cinemagic" station on the XM radio that i lost my shit. pretty in pink was the featured film. i don't know if you know anything about this station, but let me explain what they do.
they play the musical soundtrack in it's entirety. during the songs, and in the transitions between songs they edit in bits of dialogue from the movie. so here i am listening to OMD singing "if you leave" with snippets of molly ringwald and andrew mc carthy have their exchange about believing in each other and love.
i totally lost my shit.
who knows what the guy sitting next to me must have thought. especially since just moments before i was still caught in my still drunk, transvestite voice (which has become very popular with me lately). then i'm suddenly looking out the window and crying, trying to decide if i want to order my bloody mary mix with vodka in it or not...
once pretty and pink ends and we move on to ferris bueller's day off i didn't have much of a problem pulling it together. i was able to keep it together until shortly before we landed. at that point i was on the 70s station listening to neil diamond's "i am, i said". i love this song. and i lost it even harder than i did listening to andrew and molly.
so anyway, i leave jfk, get on the A train, get on the J train, and as i exit the train at Hewes i start walking down the platform and the only other person there is my lovely michael. in his favorite orange mexican homeless shelter t-shirt. with a bouquet of sunflowers.

he's so perfect.
i have the next 2.5 weeks with him before i leave for training.
it's going to be incredible.

xo