10-7-01

   I'm exhasted, over-caffinated, and slighty scared. It's been a long weekend, so this is going to be on the long side.
     I went home to Maryland on Friday for my Grandma's birthday. It's actully on the 9th, but it was eaiser for the entire family to come in this weekend. Friday afternoon, I finshed packing and called a cab to get to the airport. A half-hour later I was still waiting for a cab, and I live downtown, so there's no good excuse. I stomped back upstairs and called the company, they told me that a cab was on the way. I waited for another 30 minutes, still no taxi. I had wanted to get to the airport plenty early, since I was flying Southwest (Cattle car airlines), and I had no idea how bad security was going to be. So I went to try and find Heather and beg a ride to TIA. After walking all over campus (and getting more annoyed by the minute), I found her, however she no longer has a car. Goodie. I came back upstairs and finally found a different cab company (of the few companies in town,4 are owned by the same people), they sent a car in less then 10 minutes. I love you Yellow Taxi, I hate you United Cab. I was able to get onto the plane with little trouble, and I had the new (excellent) Suzanne Vega CD to keep me busy while I was waiting. I had slept maybe 3 hours the night before, so I slept for most of the flight. BWI was a nightmere, the lines for security were clogging up the whole place, and it's under construction (again, as usual). Ugh, BWI sucks. My mother seems to have shrunk since August, I'm taller then her now, so she's lost at least 2 inches in the past few years. I also got to see TV, I see no reason why I should miss it.
      Saturday, my father decided to wake me up by shaking my leg and until I showed signs of being alive. It's not the most enjoyable of getting woken up, but he used to throw cold water on me, so leg-shaking is an improvment. Had waffles for breakfast, mmmm....waffles...God they're good. Then we headed over to Grandma's, she's decided to move into a retirement home, and is stressing over packing, and it's only upped her usual morbidity. Now instead of thinking she'll die next month, it's tomorrow, and she's trying to will off all of her posseisions, and you accumulate a lot in 90 years. More so because every one in my family is a packrat, we don't understadnd the concept of throwing something out, ever, evn if its 50 years old and broken. But I digress...She was surprised to see, since she was under the impression that I wasn't coming up for the party. It's nice to see family sometimes, if only they came with a mute button. After visiting for a few hours, went home, had lunch, and took a nap. I like to sleep, too bad I never get enough. The main event was going to be a dinner at one of my cousin's house in Northern Virginia. I dare say that I looked good, I'm the palest person you'll ever see who can wear red. Dave had just had a baby (well not him, his wife, but you know what I mean). So there was my aunt and uncle, 2 cousins, one cousin's spouse, Grandma, my parents, a dog, and two kids under 4 ( a 3 year old and a 6 week old).Since I'm the only non-married and non-reproducing member of the Davis family, they find my dislike/fear of children under the age of 10 amusing. I don't like small children, they freak me out. I can deal with them once they're school age and are potty-trained, verbal, and so on. Before then, I prefer to stay away from them. No, I don't plan ever plan on having children, why do you ask? As the cousins are amused by my fear of small people, I had to hold the baby, and play with the tot. Naturally, my father had to get people to comment that the baby was darker then me (and her hair was about the same length), gee thanks for pointing the fact that I'm pale, I've never noticed, besides everybody with the exception of albinos is darker thern me.The baby is a good baby, quiet enough, but the whole floppy head, tinyness thing just is messed up. I prefer not to hold anything the would be damaged if dropped.   The dinner itself was quite tasty, even if I could have passed on the 3 year having a tantrum, and the offering of the meat. It was bearable though I only had to have 2 glasses of wine, self-control, and no asprin. If I had dipped into my Excedrin supply, and tried to get drunk it would be a different story.
   Today was nice. I slept until about 9:30 when I woken up by cat licking my face. Luckly, he had not had tuna today. I talked my mother into taking me to local nature ark. Wow, it's beautiful there, the trees are starting to turn, but some of the late flowers are still out. I'm so leaving the south after graduation. The line wasn't as bad as it had originally appeared, security is disorganized, so that made things a bit tricker, but it wasn't anywhere near as bad I had heard. The plane was late taking off, because Bush was getting out of D.C., way to reassure the American people, buddy! Besides that, the air conditioning wasn't working that good, plus I've got a fever again, besides that it was a lovely flight.
    I saw news of the bombings on the airpot TV. I'm worried now, I know that nothing's likely to happen, but this is war aganist a shadow, and I'm used to a measure of peace. Besides, we can't bomb Afgantastan back into the Stone Age, they're already there. I'm also nervous over U.S. support of the Northern Alliance. I mean we supported Bin Laden, and the Taliban in the beginning, how do we the Northern Alliance is going to be better? It's not like government deciesions have always turned out that well. But, as I said, I'm exhasted, over-caffineted and have been surounded by family, so I'm probaly not thinking as clear as I could. That's all for today, I need to go water.