Current State of Mind: Going Slightly Crazy
Right, so, as my previous entry states, I'm stuck here in D.C.
Blizzard of the century and yours truly just happens to literally fly right into it.
Go figure.
Leaving Japan, even if for the right reasons, frankly sucks.
I find myself at odd times like indulging in a sorely missed bowl of cereal suddenly overcome with nail biting emotional angst that catches me so suddenly I have to take a breath and close my eyes.
I'd like nothing more than to crawl into my bed and wallow in self pity and sadness.
However, forces of nature are keeping me away from my hometown, much less my bed.
Not that I'm really that fond of my hometown.
I'd like to mourn in peace, on my own time, and I can't even do that because currently I'm staying by my mother's good grace with her co-workers and I'd rather not scare them off.
Just seeing me for the first time gave them eye spasms, rather not push it.
Add to that the quote my mother keeps throwing at me at least three times a day:
"Houseguests are like goldfish, they start to stick after three days"
After three cancelled flights and three days later still in Washington D.C.
I'm trying to figure out whether or not this is some divine message telling me leaving Japan was a colosally bad idea, or whether or not the hand of something mighty has indeed smote me for nicking a blanket from my ANA flight.
So, from tomorrow, it's round two of Lisa vs. Snowstorm.
We're tied by the way.
Co-workers are starting to get a little wild in the eye so I'm transferring myself over to my cousin's care.
If flight attempt #4 gets cancelled then it's going to be bonding for about a week, considering snowstorm is bringing in re-inforcements for Tuesday.
So, yeah, I'd like to be emo for once.
But can't because I'm too busy just surviving.
