fuuuck

Remember my plane that was supposed to take off at 5:45 for the 34-minute flight to ATL? It is now 10:45, I finally made it to ATL about 45 minutes ago, and have been sitting on the plane ever since. Apparently there is not a single jetway that is free. Meanwhile, my connecting flight to LGA, which had also been delayed, is currently boarding. AWESOME. Surely once the flight I am supposed to be on takes off, the flight I AM on will be able to pull up to that same gate. Ahh, air travel. Could you be any less efficient? Any more dehumanizing? Can the government agency that I KNOW is making advancements in teleportation hurry the F up??

We're at a gate! OMG! Praise the lord, the thing that was supposed to happen, happened. Truly a miracle. Now let's see if I can make my original flight, or possibly the next flight out for which I am on standby. I am also booked on the 6am flight tomorrow, and have notified my Atlanta-based cousin that she may have an overnight guest - because of course Delta has made it perfectly clear that they will NOT be putting us up in hotels here because this is NOT THEIR FAULT. Honestly, is there ANYTHING an airline won't blame on the weather?

Waiting for my carry-on luggage that could not be carried on to such a small plane. HURRY UP!!!!!!

On a brighter note, all I ate on the plane was a granola bar and I'm not hungry.