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Wow, it took a full 12 hours, but now I am so sad, about Patrick being in the states. Actually I don't know if he is there yet. He probably isn't. He left out of hiroshima airport at 06:00 ish, my saturday morning, and wont be getting into Oklahoma City till Your guys saturday morning. Like 09:45 ish or so. But I keep waiting for the phone to ring, and I keep wanting to pick up the phone and call the house, cause I want him to be home. Everybody here is like "why didn't you go with him?". The sad fact is that they don't have enough people here for me to go with him, and I can't just quit my job, because we are trying to get ourselves really good credit, and we are getting loans paid off, and credit card bills paid off, a hell of a lot faster than if I wasn't working. But damn, right now I wish that I was with him. Even if we would be cramped into coach seats on a flight where no one could comunicate with us. I want a hug! Fuck!! Shit I guess I will stop know, cause I think I am just making it worse. Hope fully next time I am bored shitless I will be in a better mood. Sorry guys for being a downer.