Airport Hell

Hell is an airport. I know it because that's where I am right now.

I got to the airport late tonight and missed my flight. Yep, I suck. I just didn't have my act together and traffic was worse than I expected. Of course. I am so kicking myself right now, because I get to waste two hours in the Phoenix airport. Worst part is I'm in the US Airways terminal. I far prefer the American Airlines terminal but no such luck for me. I made my bed and now I have to sleep in it. Well, not exactly since it'll be really, really late by the time I actually get to Dallas and make it to my bed.

I hate myself for doing this. I suck. Why can't I just be on time?! I have a real issue with being late (all the time) and I think this is the universe's way of punishing me. Maybe I should work on fixing this flaw in my personality. Maybe.