Sweet Home Alabama
Jun. 23rd, 2005 03:12 amI'm home! After a three and a half hour delay at Laguardia for fuck-knows-what reason (but ours was one of five Delta flights not actually cancelled), I was finally able to get on a plane and come home!
Am totally disoriented right now, as have been travelling for about thirty hours. Am also incredibly pissed off, because upon getting home I found that security had searched my bag, and put things back in such a manner that my really cool Greek Coca-Cola glass bottle broke (so now of course there are glass shards all in my clothes). And saw fit for whatever unknown reason to take my bottle of water from the Castalian Spring. Fuckers.
Whatever. I'm home. And now I'm going to go hug my kitties and my parents one more time and go to bed.
Now. Fill me in on everything I've missed. I know a girl from Mountain Brook went missing in Aruba and is pretty much definitely dead and everybody's freaking out, because one of the girls on the trip knew her. But that's about it from America.
Letter to
teleute12:
Dear Telly,
I know I was supposed to call you, but my cell phone is dead and my dumb ass hasn't actually got your number written down anywhere. And you are not on AIM, so I can't talk to you there. So I'll call you first thing whenever I wake up, okay?
Love, Vampy.
Am totally disoriented right now, as have been travelling for about thirty hours. Am also incredibly pissed off, because upon getting home I found that security had searched my bag, and put things back in such a manner that my really cool Greek Coca-Cola glass bottle broke (so now of course there are glass shards all in my clothes). And saw fit for whatever unknown reason to take my bottle of water from the Castalian Spring. Fuckers.
Whatever. I'm home. And now I'm going to go hug my kitties and my parents one more time and go to bed.
Now. Fill me in on everything I've missed. I know a girl from Mountain Brook went missing in Aruba and is pretty much definitely dead and everybody's freaking out, because one of the girls on the trip knew her. But that's about it from America.
Letter to
Dear Telly,
I know I was supposed to call you, but my cell phone is dead and my dumb ass hasn't actually got your number written down anywhere. And you are not on AIM, so I can't talk to you there. So I'll call you first thing whenever I wake up, okay?
Love, Vampy.