Got in at 12:30am this morning. I’m groggy and disoriented, something I didn’t expect because I felt so good last night. I was actually surprised at how awake and peppy I felt on the flight. Well, on the second flight. The first one, SFO to LA, was filled with the judgment of these two pretentious shits, with their ironic hair and statement outfits. They spent most of the flight shooting shade at the passengers, sniggering at their - at our versions of normal, our version of boring. I spent most of the flight wanting to poke them in the eye. And yes, I know I’m being as judgy as they were – but I’m on the side of right here. I think. At least, I wasn’t wearing a pink skirt and cutoff tuxedo jacket and judging everyone else’s mom jeans and rumpled business suits. I didn’t spend time twirling my satirical handlebar mustache while sneering at that poor ladies hair. It wasn’t her fault it sat like a helmet. Ass.
And then the flight dumped me in the cesspit of stupid. Everyone type of person was squeezed into a postage stamp of a space. Every type of person fighting to find a patch, an inch of space to plop their butt down and call their own. It was not the most relaxing two hours. People watching wasn’t even possible, most everyone was surrounded by a cloud of doom and who wants to watch that while you’re sitting under your own dripping cloud?
I just read this back and it is obvious I’ve not gotten enough sleep over the past four days. See previous post. And now, here in Nashville, it’s snowing. Something I didn’t expect. Why didn’t I expect it? Because in California, I never check the weather, never look at the weather app on my phone. There’s no point. It’s always some form of sunny-ish. Unless it’s winter, and then it’s some form of grey-ish with occasional moisture and afternoon sun. And if that’s happening, everyone is talking about it so you know the “The BIG STORM is coming!"
In Nashville, I check that sucker ever few hours, the weather changes so much. In fact, this is what it says right now –
We’re going to get every single kind of weather this week excepting flying frogs. And that just might be happening next time I look.
Off to try to wake up my face and remember where I put things like car keys and winter jackets before I left. Hopefully I’ll be back to regular form tomorrow. If not, I’m sure I’ll whine - I mean share it with you here. I'm giving like that.
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