Present Imperfect

Is it "Heightened" or "Elevated?" | December 22, 2003

Yay. We're at threat level Orange AND we had an earthquake today.

God, I don't want to get on an airplane tomorrow night. I'm not particularly worried that Al Qaeda has its sights set on the red-eye from Los Angeles to Pittsburgh, but I just don't want to go anywhere for Christmas. I live HERE. I don't WANT to go home. I AM home. But I don't want my mom to be by herself, either, so I'm taking one for the team.

Still, I feel a little sick to my stomach about the whole thing. Of course, that could be the peanut butter cups and sickly rolling motion of the earthquake, too.

I don't want to die on the red-eye to Pittsburgh! That would piss me right off. I hereby swear that I will violently haunt USAirways corporate headquarters (and its affiliates in cities around the world, you know, so I can travel) if that happens.

Oh, now KCRW is playing "Fairy Tale of New York" by the Pogues and a DEAD Kirsty MacColl. That's it, USAirways. That's your Christmas Carol: "You scumbag, you maggot/You cheap lousy faggot/Happy Christmas your arse/I pray God it's our last." But I'm getting off that jet alive and healthy on December 28th, not cut to shreds by a motor boat propeller in Mexico, you bastards.

I mean, they make you PAY for their disgusting food. What the fuck?!