Mario Almighty
Today my younger sister is flying to France, as part of a school excursion for history and art students. Tomorrow my girlfriend will fly to Hong Kong for a shopping holiday. On Friday my dad will be returning from Spain. That's three consecutive days I'm going to be in the airport without going anywhere. How depressing.
To make things worse, I'm probably going to be paying $60 in parking just to sit on plastic chairs and wish them well.
What I'm really wishing for is a plane ticket for myself.
I'm not looking forward to this at all. I know there are more pressing things to worry about and that my whining is insignificant to the world's troubles, but right now this is all I can think of.
Maybe it's some kind of sign from above...
J: Hey dad, we need to do something with Mario, he's been praying for a direction in his life for the last 5 years!
G: I've tried to drop him so many hints already. He's a stubborn bastard! The suspension, his friends graduating, parents nagging... he still doesn't get the picture!
J: How about signs that aren't so obvious?
G: OK. You take care of it, I've got to get back to watching Wimbledon.
I better get back to work.
posted by Mario 2:09 PM