The commute from hell

We went (dad and I) to the Yankee game yesterday. It didn't take long to get there, though parking was waaay too expensive, so we wandered around the Harbor a little bit, then made our way to the stadium, found our seats. got some very yummy food, and met some Orioles fans. (They were Sunday season ticket holders. Did you know that the Orioles have only won 3 games on Sunday all year?) The Yankees won, but it was a very, very long game (4 hours O_O), sloppy. I felt tired and kinda blah through the game. It got exciting at the end, so things perked up a little, but yeah, long. :P I don't entirely know if I'd call it exciting, but I suppose it was fun overall.

But the ride BACK, you see, oh, it took us forever to get onto 95, then there was construction and rubbernecking on 95, then the ENTIRE STATE OF DELAWARE was backed up (not hard to do when your state is only 10 miles across or so), then random traffic on the Turnpike for NO REASON, and between that and stopping for food etc, the 150 mile trip took
six
hours

I slept over and left and got less than 6 hours of sleep AGAIN, and got to work on time but hooooly crap. I can't describe how tired I am.



Also, I'm not keeping my "Day" journal public anymore. All I do is rant to people about my anxiety, and I'm more than anxiety. I have a private blog now, just for me, my own little secret place. If something really big is going on, believe me, I'll post it.

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