Looks like I should be in the States late next week. (By that I mean that I'd better or else I'm deported.)
I'm all nervous and tied in knots. It's bad enough that I have to get into a plane, which I hate, but I have to spend a week without Jay which I hate even more. At least I know that I won't have to do it again for another two years. (Yay!) And I'll be all nice and legal and it'll be all good. Plus, I might even be able to actually do a tiny bit of shopping which will be nice. (And buy Jay DVDs, of course.)
Anyway, keep your fingers crossed that everything will go well the next couple of weeks.