I feel you... that's how I felt on Friday night leaving Vegas and trying to get back to LA (oh and 5 days in Vegas is WAY TOO LONG.) The week started off bad, I missed my flight in the morning and I did allow myself 2 hours ahead of time and I STILL missed my flight.

Oh yeah, and I missed my flight coming back to LA from NY. Apparently every subway decided that they didn't want to go through Queens so I couldn't get to the friken airport. The worse feeling is wanting to go home and then being stuck at the damn airport.

I have the worse luck with cars and airplanes. I'm doomed to die either in a car or airplane crash.