Delays and vanilla latte.

I have not slept yet. The past 18+ hours has been very long, stressful, and sleepy. I shall recap cause I can't sleep right now. The caffeine is kicking in.

-Woke up at about 1pm. Packed up my belongings from Haiasi's parents house in Washington.

-Drove down to a little family diner called Stuffy's to eat breakfast with Haiasi and his older brother. Got a huge country fried steak platter and shared it with my lover.

-Drove down back to Portland and got stuck in the snow right in front of my apartment. Dug Haiasi's brother's car out of the snow for a good 45 minutes while people just stared at us.

-Said my goodbyes to Haiasi and then took a long warm bath, cleaned up the house, packed everything into 1 suitcase (iunno how it all fit), then played Left 4 Dead for about 3 hours. During this time, I had my momma and grandma calling me every half hour saying that my flight might be canceled and delayed till Dec. 26th morning. I wanted to cry.

-Ate a piece of toast and called Radio Cab cause I didn't trust the MAX and the buses.

-Arrived at the airport, sat in line for an hour, talk story with some other people in line, grabbed a vanilla latte, and set up my post in the lonely D10 gate. I have barricaded myself in by the nearest electrical outlet for my handicap G4 and am waiting for the caffeine to wear down so I can fall asleep till the loudspeaker guy shouts my flight.

It is now 7:01am. 4 more hours till I supposedly depart for Kahalui. I think I will be arriving home in the early evening. If for some odd reason my flight is cancelled or delayed till tomorrow morning, I will cry. I do NOT want to spend Christmas in a freakin' airport. Pray for the flights so everyone can go home to their families!

P.S. My cab driver looked and sounded like Francis from Left 4 Dead. Yeah yeah yeah, I'm addicted. I kept playing out hideout spots for myself if there was a zombie apocalypse right now in the PDX airport :P