Yesterday morning I woke up and went to the airport to fly from Sacramento to Newark, stopping in Denver along the way. If you're on the Eastern Seaboard, you know this didn't happen. Apparently the Newark airport shuts down if someone whispers "snow flurries," so I rescheduled my flight and got back in the car.
Today I woke up at the asscrack of dawn to try again. This time I was smart enough to call my sister in Jersey and figure out that my flight would eventually be canceled again. So again I postponed my trip for another day.
What I mean to say is, I should be throwing party tonight.
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