Is there anything more dispiriting than seeing your name pop up on the three days before Xmas pinch-hitter list? Not right now. You work your butt off on your story and you realize someone couldn't be arsed to do one for you... yeah, I know, things happen. I'm trying not to be an ass about it, but right now that's just how I feel.
Christmas is just looking very crappy right now -- I'll be on planes for hours, all night long and all morning, assuming I even get on one, since they're shoveling all the people who couldn't get to the east coast this weekend due to the blizzard onto my previously relatively unpacked flight. And now there are new weather issues that will affect flying. My return flight is looking abysmal, as well. I HATE FLYING. I hate the whole thing around it -- the waiting and waiting and waiting, the miserable seats, the interminable security shit, and pretty much everything else connected with it, and then you throw in winter weather (there's a reason I don't fly at holidays!) and it makes my head explode.
So, um, yeah, feeling a little ranty today, and sorry for myself. I also just got jabbed with two big needles for my flu shots (seasonal and H1N1), since they finally made it available to the gen-pop and no way I'm flying without something in that regard. I should probably turn off comments because no doubt someone will tell me to stop being a whiner about Yuletide -- and you will be right!
Except I'm stealing a page from
cereta and co-opting her grading hell theatre into my Flying Problems theatre: What would your character do about flying hell? Do they make a scene, know how to game the system, or maybe they get around it all by chartering a private jet? Myself, I totally think Rick Castle would never care, because he not only flies first class, if he gets stuck at the airport waiting for delayed or canceled flights, he just makes himself very, very comfy in the private airline lounge with some good drinks, his laptop, and then flirts shamelessly with the hostesses. And maybe, if his flight is delayed a lot, he heads over with one of them to the nearest airport hotel.
Christmas is just looking very crappy right now -- I'll be on planes for hours, all night long and all morning, assuming I even get on one, since they're shoveling all the people who couldn't get to the east coast this weekend due to the blizzard onto my previously relatively unpacked flight. And now there are new weather issues that will affect flying. My return flight is looking abysmal, as well. I HATE FLYING. I hate the whole thing around it -- the waiting and waiting and waiting, the miserable seats, the interminable security shit, and pretty much everything else connected with it, and then you throw in winter weather (there's a reason I don't fly at holidays!) and it makes my head explode.
So, um, yeah, feeling a little ranty today, and sorry for myself. I also just got jabbed with two big needles for my flu shots (seasonal and H1N1), since they finally made it available to the gen-pop and no way I'm flying without something in that regard. I should probably turn off comments because no doubt someone will tell me to stop being a whiner about Yuletide -- and you will be right!
Except I'm stealing a page from
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