So, as you might have known, I spent new year's in Colorado, with my lovely, lovely friend Anna. I was there for six days and did more during that time than I had done in the other three and a half months I've been here. Which might say something about how active I am on my free time, but that's not what I meant to talk about. Now, I was supposed to come back yesterday prevening, but there was a snow storm and they closed down Boston's airport. So my flight got cancelled. And the airline didn't have available flights before Monday evening (which was too late, because I have work on Monday) and so I had to book another flight from another airline for the next day (today). And it was like a hundred bucks more expensive. And that sucks, but no can do.
So I had to stay one more day in Colorado, which was the only plus side in this whole fiasco. We went to see Catching Fire, which left us with so many feels it rivaled those of Sherlock's return (nugde nudge wink wink, came out on the 1st and the second episode comes on Sunday). We also went to see Frozen, which was a really good Disney movie, but that's not important right now. My flight today was much earlier than it had been on Thursday, and we had to leave the house at eight. I had a change in Atlanta, but for some reason the check-in machine would print out only my Denver-Atlanta boarding pass, which kinda freaked me out. Luckily I got the other one at the gate.
The boarding to the first plane took ages. I mean, we were half an hour late before they had gotten everyone in. I had an hour and a half layover at Atlanta, so it didn't matter that much, but it kinda freaked me out any way. The second flight was much better. I had the middle seat and ended up sitting between two really cute guys. And what did I do? I played pokemon. Like a boss. I mean, they were really pretty, but they were both probably some five years older than me, so whatever.
After the flights were over I still had to get home from the airport. There was a girl in the subway who had a Doctor Who scarf (or what really, really looked like one) and she was probably a bit freaked out by my excessive staring. But yeah. Subways! Hadn't done that before! I also had to switch to a bus in the end. And I had to wait half an hour before it arrived. But the bus driver was really cool. I wasn't exactly sure what stop I had to get off on, and neither was he, but he kept asking if the places looked familiar and that really helped. We finally did get to the right place, and he actually let me off before the actual stop, because the walk was shorter. He was super nice. Then I walked a few minutes home in about 20 cm of snow. That was fun.
But the fun didn't end there, oh no. I got home after twelve hours of traveling, turned the heater up, went to get pasta from the freezer in the garage and almost locked myself out! Then proceeded to cook the pasta while noticing that it hadn't really gotten any warmer. I texted Maria for help, and found out that the downstairs heater is apparently broken. So that's great. And now I'm sitting in front of the table, writing this with numb fingers, while eating a bowl of really disappointing spinach ravioli. Seriously, this is terrible. Ugh.
Also, I just checked, the temperature is 4ºC. YEAH. and it's not getting very much warmer with the broken heater. At least we have a fire place....
I have twenty minutes left of the day. (You'll excuse me if I am late with this, I have literally been traveling the whole day.) Yay.
As for New Year's... It doesn't really feel like 2014. I mean, it didn't really feel like Christmas either, but apparently that was a week back. So I guess it is 2014. Time to start hoarding the toilet paper.
I made on resolution this year. And it is to Contribute. I want to make something. To share in with the people who like the same things as me. To feel like I truly am a part of a group, and not just someone who hangs along. So I will try to do more things, and to share them with you. That is my resolution.
I also really want to start a vlog, but I'm not sure people would be interested in it. I mean, I have a lot of things I want to talk about. The experience of USA as an outsider, all kinds of political, philosophical and ethical views, math, nerdy stuff, fandoms, you know. All kinds of things I really want to talk about, but for some reason just don't. I could call it "In the Life of Pie". Or something. I dunno. Thoughts?
Pie out.
P.S. Haha, finished in time!
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