So here I am, less than 24 hours away from going back home to see my wife. OH MY FUCKING GOD, I never thought this day would come...good christ, I can barely believe it's only tomorrow that I get on that plane. I went out to the PX and bought a bunch of books for the flight (and layovers, of course, goddess know that there will be nothing to do in an airport in Japan, as I speak absolutely *no* japanese), and got some burger king for tonight. I plan to attempt to finish off my beer, and get up at about 5:30/6:00ish to get going tomorrow. And dammit, I just realized I forgot to buy coffee. Shit. LOL Ah well, that's the way the artificially sweetened pastry fragments into smaller bits of slighty burned dough, as they say. I dont really care that much, it just would have been nice for in the morning. In fact, no. I don't care. I'm on my way to Reno to get some well-deserved ass. I'm SO psyched to be finally seeing her after 8 months of missing her every day. *sigh* Of course, it won't be all bravy...I do have to come back, after all.