Aug. 25th, 2000

ateolf: (me and Leala)
i don't really feel like going to New Orleans (today) after what happened...but my friend's dad already bought my plane ticket and he needs me to help him move back here...it'd be shitty to ditch out and that's not something i'd do...i wouldn't skip out like an asshole but i still don't feel too up to it...oh well...i need to start getting packed, as my plane leaves at 4:30 (it's a little after 6 in the morning now...) i went to sleep not too long after i posted yesterday morning, as i was really tired and had a bad headache...i didn't wake up 'til 12:30 tonight/this morning...right when i should be leaving for work...i could've gone, i guess, but i really didn't feel like rushing to get ready at all...so i didn't...i'll still have enough money, just not comfortably (or *as close* to comfortably having enough money...) but i'll manage...i don't know if i'll be able to go back to sleep since i've only been awake for just under 6 hrs...oh well...i also need to vacuum some more water before i go to sleep (when/if ever i do...) Lizzie (the mom of the puppies) has been acting really weird...very hyper and a lot whinier than usual...even though Leala (the grandmother) payed more attention to the puppies than she did...it just all really sucks...i hate leaving her while she'll start whining if no one's in the room, but it has to be done...blah...i guess that's all i had to say...i really need to start packing and taking care of a few other things...it's weird that i'm talking like i'll be gone for an extended period of time, but i'll only be gone for under 3 days...school starts monday...i don't know...i'm officially through for now (and prob'ly the next few days...maybe i'll get bored right before i leave or something though...who knows...)
ateolf: (me and Leala)
went to the airport...the plane that was coming here from Atlanta to take me to Atlanta, where i would wait another hour to be taken on another plane to New Orleans got turned around for some reason and went back to Atlanta...they didn't really tell the ppl at the airport here until a bit later and the a little-over-an-hour delay put the flight in a position to which it wouldn't be able to make any departing flights from Atlanta in time...thus my flight had to be called off until tomorrow morning at 6:45...i leave and try to call my sister (who dropped me off at the airport) but she wasn't home..."crap!" i thought as she didn't answer her cellphone either...then i called *The Apartment* but no one answered, i left a short message about being stranded at the airport...i then went to the AirTran ppl and rementioned their offer for a hotel stay in Atlanta as one option and told them i just wanted to get home tonight and asked if they could get me a taxi...after a little bit of a while they got me a voucher for a taxi ride...i go out to look for the white-dome-shaped booth thing they mentioned outside, but it wasn't on the first floor...then i walked around, went back to where i came from to go downstairs to see none other than the wonderful Paul having received my brief message on the machine and coming to get me (even though i hadn't quite asked him to get me yet...i guess he just couldn't resist the phrase "stranded at the airport"...) so now, unless i decide to go to the airport between now and when i have to leave and get a taxi ride from Metro Cab for 1 to Germantown, i've got a nice little item to frame...we had fun while Paul re-connected the cables to the battery several times on our trip back...came to the apartment and called my home to leave a message for my sister that i didn't need to be picked up after all and would be here (the apartment, the night) i then joined Paul and Angela in picking Jacques up from work...and here i am now...Paul's just now putting the light here in David's room that burned out when Jacques flipped the switch upon entering a short while ago...David's at work...as you can tell, i'm really bored...ah...light now...Paul's taking me to the airport at 6...he's my current hero...i guess that's all that needs to be said for now...i don't know, the tiredness is running my well dry...or something...bah...

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