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Witness the beginning of the end.
Dec. 21st, 2008 07:55 amI haven't slept in over 24 hours.
In the past 3 days I've only slept in a real bed once.
I'm sitting in LaGuardia Airport in New York trying to get on a flight to Houston.
I don't have a ticket. I'm flying standby and will only get on the plane if there's space available.
All of the flights are oversold.
I wanted to buy a ticket a month ago but my mother assured me I didn't have to and it would be fine.
It's not fine.
I am a wreck. I'm exhausted, I want to go home, I don't want to spend another day in New York and I am so exceedingly close to bawling my eyes out in the middle of this terminal...
In the past 3 days I've only slept in a real bed once.
I'm sitting in LaGuardia Airport in New York trying to get on a flight to Houston.
I don't have a ticket. I'm flying standby and will only get on the plane if there's space available.
All of the flights are oversold.
I wanted to buy a ticket a month ago but my mother assured me I didn't have to and it would be fine.
It's not fine.
I am a wreck. I'm exhausted, I want to go home, I don't want to spend another day in New York and I am so exceedingly close to bawling my eyes out in the middle of this terminal...
