I am currently sitting in LAX waiting standby for a 5:30 flight into San Francisco.
Scratch that. I'm now waiting for a 7:30 flight because this flight is full
Of fucking course it is!
I've been here since 12:00 this afternoon.
Flight was canceled. Couldn't get on a flight til the morning. Then got confirmed for a 9pm flight. Then was told I could go on United, which was like 4 terminals away.
I had to walk.
Feet are swollen and tore the fuck up.
Had to go through security again.
Got selected for the "random search" OF COURSE I DID!!
I'm sweaty. Tired. Angry. And ready to punch the next asshole who steps on my mother effing toe.
Seriously? Why must everything go wrong for me? And if you tell me it's because I need to put "Positive Energy" out to the universe, I'll punch you in your big, fat Oprah head.
I don't even know what a big fat Oprah head is, but I swear to GOD, I will punch you in it.







It's a bad travel day in the golden state. Looks like Amtrak let Mrs. Kennedy down as well. :(