It's Sunday, and today I'm supposed to leave for Cancun, Mexico to party it up with my Dad and sisters.

For some reason I thought my flight was leaving at around 6am. So after hosting a birthday bash for Ben at our apartment, at around 3am I decided to check my email to see what time I was really leaving. After thirty minutes of trying to find my e-ticket, I found it, only to discover that my flight left at 12:20am. I had completely missed my flight by at least three hours.

Needless to say I quickly packed my bags, called Continental, confirmed there was indeed a six AM departure and busted it to the airport. It's now 4:46am and I've coughed up another $100, but I'm now in a departure lounge heading to Cancun, via Houston. With any luck I'll soon rendezvouz with the family :).

Needless to say, posting will be very light over the next week as I sit on a beach and perfect the art of doing absolutely nothing.
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