Marathon tomorrow

So I'm going on my 7 hour solo cross-country flight to Marathon tomorrow. I got weathered today. Still had to get up at bitchass 5:00AM just to go over and get it weathered. When I wake up in the morning and look outside, and the lightning blinds me, I should be able to call someone up and say, "Bitch, cancel my flight." But that would make too much sense for our school. So I had to drive all the way over there and cancel it. And I figured, while I'm up why don't I get some breakfast. But unfortunately, nothing opens until 6AM. Except Denny's, but the Denny's on International scares the shit out of me. I've seen people there before that I wish I hadn't. That's not very descriptive, but use your fucking imagination. So anyways, nothing's open, so I think to myself, "I've only got a quarter of a tank, I'll go get some gas." The absolute CHEAPEST gas I've found in this fucking town is $2.24 per gallon. I was hoping to fill up the last 3/4 of my tank and see a number less than 30 bucks for once. BUT IT DID NOT FUCKING HAPPEN.

I hate fucking gas.

Gah, I've got to get some sleep. For those of you wondering where I'm going tomorrow, here's a diagram of how I'm going to the keys, and you're not.



I'll be sure to take plenty of pictures of me in the keys, and you not being there.