I Feel Like a Dirty Old Hermit

My eyes really hurt because I was sobbing hysterically two hours ago. I thought I didn't have a ticket home. I had some trouble buying my ticket earlier this month and I never got a confirmation email from my ticket purchase. But for some reason I didn't think twice about it.

This morning I got a text from my friend Katie that said her flight was cancelled because of snow and she was stranded at the airport (she's trying to get to So Cal too). So I checked online to see if there was any news on my flight tomorrow... But there was no record of my flight.

That's when I started praying. Praying and saying a lot of expletives. Funny how that happens. And then I called my room-mate who was at work. I don't really know why I called her. But I did and that's when the hysterics surfaced. Then I called my mom and told her that I screwed up. That I accidentally cancelled my flight earlier this month. And that I wouldn't be able to come home for Christmas. I almost threw up I was crying so hard.

But then I calmed down and called Travelocity to see if they had a record of my flight. Even though it wasn't listed online and even though I never got a confirmation email. A nice man named "John" (he was clearly from India; I'm guessing it wasn't his real name) told me that I was flying out as scheduled.

PRAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEE JEEEEEESSSSSSSSSUUUUUUSSS.

So now I'm on my couch, watching Good Will Hunting (hmm, not a bad movie), wearing Boyfriend's flannel. I am quite in need of a shower. But I don't really feel like doing anything today.

Oh yah. I forgot to mention. No work today. Because it snowed all day yesterday. That's why Katie couldn't fly out today. There is a chance I might not get home for Christmas because of the crazy conditions at the airport. Yaaay. Stupid weather. I'm over it. It's turning me into a lazy ass. JOSIE GROSSIE.

Christmas in the Northwest makes me want to shoot myself in the head. Just kidding.

I'd Like to File a Complaint...

1. My shampoo bottle exploded within my suitcase and made very many possessions sticky and soapy, including my digital camera. Which is now broken.

2. High heels were really mean to my toes today. I have blisters. I never get blisters from my heels. What did I ever do to you, heels? It wasn't my fault that my shampoo exploded all over you.

3. Planes are stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. For once, I'd like to have a nice, relaxing flight with lots of leg room, a deeply reclining chair, cashmere blanket, glass of wine, eye mask, down pillow, no annoying neighbors anywhere near me. Is that too much to ask for? Yes, yes it is.

4. The price of flights is ridiculous. I mean, I SHOULD get all of the above for the dough I'm rolling out! And to top it all off I bought TWO plane tickets today, accidentally. It was my fault. No, no. Let's blame travelocity.com. They were not clear enough as to the DESTINATION of my flight. Instead of buying a flight to Burbank, I bought the one to LAX. I was deciding between both, and I chose the former. But bought the latter. Luckily I canceled it in time, but the nice man from India whom I spoke to told me that I would get my money back in 30 BUSINESS DAYS. I'm crossing my fingers it's sooner rather than later.

5. I ate quite a lot this weekend when I went home... Because I can't say no to sushi, Mexican food, In & Out Burgers, the Habit, turkey, pie, pasta, tri-tip bbq. Because it all tastes SO GOOD. But now I'm feeling like a professional fatty. And I have to live with the shame that I dream about eating good food all day long... If it were scientifically possible for me to not get full and not gain weight, I would eat all day long, just to taste all of the wonderful flavors out there.

Thank you for letting me get those off my chest. It's been a borderline: lousy day.