I'm hooooooooooooooome! *kisses the ground*

I apparently have incurred over my lifetim time some grand Karmic stupidity debt, and over the last week, the Buddha has called in my tab. I keep wanting to scream "I am not this dumb! What is wrong with my brain?"

I blame alien abduction. (Because hey, how else do you explain TTT!Faramir?)

The most notable recent instance occured yesterday. I had pulled up my e-ticket the previous night and had seen that my flight was at 3:56PM. So that morning, I did my laundry and cleaned my room and packed and just generally did all that needed to be done. When I got to the airport at 2:30, however, the baggage handler at the curb couldn't find my name in the computer. I looked at my ticket again, doublechecked the flight time, and urged the handler to keep trying. He told me to talk to one of the employees inside. While in line, I looked again at my ticket and noticed the date: the 7th. The 7th? But it's supposed to be for the 4th! And Saturday... but the 7th isn't a Saturday! Then I noticed the month: May.

I called Dad and asked him what time my flight was, as I had printed out THE WRONG E-TICKET. He told me I must have missed my flight, because I was scheduled to get in to Dallas around 4. Guh. I asked a random attendant if I was in the right line to try to get on a standby flight, and she said yes, so after waiting in an hour line (there was only one woman behind the counter for a heck of a lot of people -- it was 3:30 by the time I got to the front), I found that there was a flight at 4 and a later one at 6. As the 4:00 flight was booked solid, they put me on standby for the 6:00, which was very full as well, and I headed to the gate with crossed fingers.

Long story short (as I abandoned this entry to do more productive things, and now it is 3AM), I managed to get on the 6:00 flight. I'm not sure how many standby passengers got on, but I'm under the impression that there was only one woman let on after me, so yay my luck! The story of my actual flight I will share probably tomorrow. I don't imagine many are still reading this entry (I wouldn't), and it's pretty funny, so it's best put into a different post. Hawhaw.

In other news, what the heck is frienditto and why is my entire flist suddenly drinking of the crazy juice?