I was driving home from class and this urge to see Dad and take in his unique smell of fresh laundry, cigarettes, and sweat came over me. I thought I'd call and see what he was doing today and maybe stop by to see him. Well that's hardly possible because he's down in Panama City Beach, Florida! (with Nancy)

I know he's the not the most reliable person, but how shocking to find him so far away and he didn't even tell me he was taking a trip! Then he's going up to Tennessee on Monday and won't be home until Wednesday or Thursday. If I'd wanted to stop by and see him Sunday like I sometimes do, I wouldn't have been able to find him... It's just unsettling to think he'd jettison off across five states without even telling me or Mom.

Guess I'll see him some other time. Have the urge to watch The Royal Tenenbaums today too...