My flight Sunday back to BWI (always through Atlanta), got delayed by an hour.. then two.. then it got cancelled. They couldn't put me out until the next morning... at 5:30 AM. I went back to the house in driving rain, and just layed about since I couldn't really do anything. I got up at around 3:30 AM, and got to the airport. Got back into BWI at 10:45 and went straight to work. Picked up my dog and truck, altogether $400+ to stow them both for the trip. This is why I'm not going back to BR until next Thanksgiving. It's just not worth it, not by a longshot.

My boss meets with me tomorrow (supposedly) so I've worked around 24h the past two days to finish 'last minute' shit I couldn't get to before I left. I haven't had a shower in 48h, and tylenol doesn't fix my headache anymore. Fuck science, man.

I've got to pick up the myriad packages I got for Xmas (from me mostly, and from others), along with the others to come, from the UPS store sometime soon. And then, find a place in my apt. for them all. I'm going to be throwing old shit out big-time so's I can make room and also pare down and give myself less 'stuff' to think about and fix and clean, etc.

At least I got to see my Baton Rouge friends (most of them) once, and it'll have to do for awhile.