Home real soon

[gwyn]

I am home, as of early this morning, and the less said about the trauma of yesterday the better, probably, otherwise I might devolve into a foam-mouthed pitbull of rage. Short story: flight cancelled from Dulles to Newark, which I only found out because I obsessively check the web site, one hour before we were to leave; can't get flight home for at least two more days, Keith wants me gone; decide to take train to Newark if I can get one, get on train as it's in final boarding; rush through Newark, have breakdown at ticket agent when I can't print boarding pass because of the schedule change; get through horrid security and rush to terminal to find out flight is late; keeps getting later in 15 minute increments; finally takes off hours late, longest flight ever in history of flight; plane is so hot that everyone is stripping down to their under layers except me; so dehydrated I can hardly breathe (3-hour train ride was hot, too); last suitcase off, though considering the day, still glad it came at all. And that's with all the extra fun stuff like empty gas tank left out.

Dad insisted on picking me up, which meant drive home took app. 3 years longer than it should.

There's a lot to do, but I just can't get the motivation to do it. My face hurts so much -- I don't know if it's something in my skin care routine being changed, getting sun and wind burned on NY's as we wandered around the Mall and memorials, or what, but my cheeks have the consistency of an orange rind and they really really hurt. I'm enjoying the colder air after all the overheating (because it was so bone-breakingly cold the whole time, it seemed like the transportation systems were in overdrive on the heat in pretty much everything I was on) right now, and drinking the violet tea I picked up in NYC, but... right now I just don't want to do anything. I'm so effing tired and kind of weirdly dispirited (this little misadventure cost me quite a bit of money I hadn't budgeted for).

But I have pics to post and stories to tell. And there's a whole Yuletide archive that I haven't even had the chance to look at!

Oh, and hey, the reveal happened during all this, too. So, I wrote two stories this year, which could not have been more different from each other: Safe for omphale23, a Band of Brothers extra from the pinch hit list about Winters and Nixon right after Eindhoven; and The Mirrorball Malefaction Misapprehension, my primary Yuletide story for Nomie (metonymy), a Middleman story about nefarious deeds on New Year's Eve. It sounds like some people enjoyed them, so I'm really glad, and I'm especially happy that a lot of people felt my Middleman voices were spot-on and the dialog sounded like the show. I can't tell you how much I agonized about that!

Comments

[belmanoir.livejournal.com]

Happy new year! I'm sorry your trip sucked, that sounds AWFUL. I am excited for more adventures in television with you, but take your time getting your groove back and drop me an e-mail when you feel like it. :) ::hugs::

[gwyn-r.livejournal.com]

Yes, we definitely have more adventures ahead of us. I still have a few things to catch up on, but I will be in touch -- I'm definitely in the TV groove now!

[belmanoir.livejournal.com]

\o/ hey, and yesterday jen downloaded that "once a thief" vid you showed me and we were able to play it at normal speed--it makes me SO HAPPY!!!

[varina8.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry you had such a miserable time getting home. I have the sense air travel is getting worse and worse. I hope you can relax for couple of days and catch your breath.

[gwyn-r.livejournal.com]

You know, as much as I'm a big privacy advocate, I've been agitating everyone I know for many years about why we can't get the fucking backscatter machines in place (what they call full body scanners). I think it would save a lot of trouble and we wouldn't have to practically undress, which is what I think I hate more than anything else. I will say that despite everything and how terrible it was, the people at Continental were pretty nice, all the way around. I wish they hadn't just cancelled my damn plane, but when I had to talk to people, they weren't horrible like a lot of them are. And they did feed us on the plane, which surprised me -- I haven't flown on any airline that still provides meals.

[tzikeh.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad you enjoyed your Yuletide experience, both on the giving and receiving ends!

[gwyn-r.livejournal.com]

I know! It's really turning out to be a fun thing, and to think I avoided it for years...

[klia.livejournal.com]

Glad you're home safe and sound, but yuck, I'm sorry getting home was such an ordeal. I hope the good of your trip outweighed the bad.

What's going on with your face sounds like a combo of windburn and chapped/dry skin. Not fun! Aren't you glad you don't have to deal with that sort of weather 5-6 months out of the year? *shudder*

Now that I know people I consider good writers actually wrote in some of my fandoms, I'll have to go back and read more Yuletide stories. I stopped reading because I kept running into stuff that wasn't my taste.

[gwyn-r.livejournal.com]

I really can't imagine living in that climate. I mean, we have our cold snaps, god knows we had one recently, but... geez, that's a whole different level of cold. I kept muttering to myself, "I'm from a temperate climate, I can't handle this!" Growing up in Chicago, you probably don't think it's that bad, but I'm a west coaster born and bred. We didn't even live in Idaho during the bad months! There were definitely some good BoB stories this year, I thought -- I don't know how you feel about AUs, but there is one "what-if" AU that hits my second chance in the winter of their lives kind of stories kink that I loved. And of course, Destina wrote in it, too!

[klia.livejournal.com]

Extreme weather just sucks, period. I always hated the midwest climate, but it didn't bother me as much as a kid as it did as I got older, probably because I ran around and played in the snow, but also because the record low of (IIRC) -27F/wind chill of -72F happened when I was an adult. I'm an even bigger wuss now; I used to get cold when the temp dropped below 70F, and now it's more like 75F.

I'm not really into AUs, alas.

[leela-cat.livejournal.com]

That sounds horrible. But I'm glad you made it home safely. And that you had a great time on holiday.