I'm in London. The first flight was only delayed one hour after we were already in the plane, which means I was sitting there for five hours without water because US Airways is an asshole and sells everything, even the drinks and they never asked my line if we wanted anything. I got to Philly with 20 minutes left before the official boarding time for the next flight, but never mind since that was also delayed. I got a bottle of water from the only shop that was still open since it was ten pm and for some reason they don't even have vending machines for the people who take late flights. I got in a little past 11 am, waited like an hour for the suitcase, got out of the airport and into the tube at one, got home near 2, went out to buy food, refused to go to bed so as not to crew up my sleeping cycle, then got stuck watching House until midnight, then promptly got crushed by cramps, took some Aleve, cramps got worse, then gave up and turned on the computer in the dark to listen to two of the stories CE narrated until the cramps finally went away. I think I fell asleep past 3. Got woken up by the cleaning lady probably around ten, then loitered in bed until 2:15. Am still completely exhausted. Should take a nap, but I have research to do (essay is due in exactly 1 week minus 2 hours) and I brought no pen or pencil on the plane so I couldn't do any there. Need to write too. Keep forgetting to use subject in sentences. It really doesn't work in English. There is a downside to simple conjugation. So tired.
LJ better not fuck with the Plaude Rewatch this time. Though I really should not go to bed past 3, but it's me. I never listen to my own advice.
ETA: Aaaaahhh! I forgot to copy some music files I wanted off my old computer! Bugger.
LJ better not fuck with the Plaude Rewatch this time. Though I really should not go to bed past 3, but it's me. I never listen to my own advice.
ETA: Aaaaahhh! I forgot to copy some music files I wanted off my old computer! Bugger.
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