I would like to preface with saying PLEASE GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF DETROIT. pray to the weather gods Boeing WHATEVER that I get to go home tomorrow, because I don't have sympathetic parents who will lend me money easily and I don't want to starve to death in the Detroit airport. seriously, they were like "pay 70 dollars for a hotel" and I was like FUCK YOU I WILL SLEEP ON THIS FLOOR. which brings the bedroom I made in a waiting area. some old guy just walked by. I waved.
I'm just across the lake from my home! just across the lake :(