On my way to Otakon. Kind of.
It's been a special, special day.
1. Apparantly, I accidently made my flight reservation for tomorrow, not today. I DON'T REMEMBER DOING THIS but it's something I would do.
2. Fortunately, the staff gets me on the next flight out. Unfortunately, this means I spend an extra four hours in the airport.
3. So I get to where my flight is supposed to connect to the one that brings me to Baltimore. Except that, due to air traffic control problems and mechanical failure, this flight is another three hours late and counting.
If all had gone well, I would have been in Baltimore by 6pm. As it stands, I'm guessing I might make it to the closing ceremonies.
Oh well. I shouldn't be complaining--I'm not one of the people stuck in a circling plane above Baltimore. Plus, I have Final Fantasy Tactics with me, so all hope is not lost. Actually, it is, but plotting out stupid hijinks with Mustadio trying to impress Agrias (and failing) distracts me from my despair.
1. Apparantly, I accidently made my flight reservation for tomorrow, not today. I DON'T REMEMBER DOING THIS but it's something I would do.
2. Fortunately, the staff gets me on the next flight out. Unfortunately, this means I spend an extra four hours in the airport.
3. So I get to where my flight is supposed to connect to the one that brings me to Baltimore. Except that, due to air traffic control problems and mechanical failure, this flight is another three hours late and counting.
If all had gone well, I would have been in Baltimore by 6pm. As it stands, I'm guessing I might make it to the closing ceremonies.
Oh well. I shouldn't be complaining--I'm not one of the people stuck in a circling plane above Baltimore. Plus, I have Final Fantasy Tactics with me, so all hope is not lost. Actually, it is, but plotting out stupid hijinks with Mustadio trying to impress Agrias (and failing) distracts me from my despair.