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My connecting flight yesterday out of Atlanta was delayed 3 hours. Which would have been fine had it not originally been scheduled to leave at 9:45pm! I got back to my place at 2:30am. I called in to work at around midnight while still stuck in Atlanta, and told them I wouldn't be in until 10 (I also thought I very well might be stuck in Atlanta for the night). No way in hell was I going to come in on 3 hours of sleep. I had a lot to get done, and would've been useless had that been the case. As it were, I am very tired now and have been for a couple hours.

All told I spent 10 hours in the Atlanta airport. Joy. :P I'm over halfway done with The Blind Assassin, which I didn't even start until I got to Atlanta. I had originially been scheduled for a 5pm flight out of Charlottesville. However, my host turned bitchy on me all of a sudden, and said that I could not hang around her place b/c she hadn't been productive all weekend and needed to get stuff done (I wasn't even there all day Friday and Saturday, not like her unproductiveness was my fault!). Luckily, I had been hoping to get something earlier anyway, and had her take me to the airport around 11:30. I hopped a noon flight, and attempted to get on standby in Atlanta. 3 different flights, no luck on that account. Delay after delay and not to mention a couple gate changes. Ugh.

I think yesterday was the first time I'd ever had time to eat at one of those sit down restaurants at an airport.