listening to stuck in my head: depeche mode - sweetest perfection

craving: health insurance. yes, health insurance.

last night over the weekend:
so i went to visit my parents over the weekend, in massachusetts. i’d been putting it off for a while so it was good to finally go. getting there on friday turned into quite the bitch, though. i had a reseveration on the 8:00 us airways shuttle, so my plan was to get there around seven thirty, hop on the plane, and be in boston around nine. friday, however, there wasn’t the best weather for flying. they ended up cancelling the two shuttles right before mine, meaning that three shuttles-full of people were trying to get on one plane. i barely made it on, since it was open seating and the people from the earlier flights got to board first. then we sat on the runway for over an hour and a half. i didn’t end up getting to boston till nearly eleven. bleh.

saturay was the only full day i spent in massachusetts. i went to go visit my grandparents in the morning - my grandfather just got out of the hospital recently, and i hadn’t seen either of them in months so it was good to see them again. i might go back around labor day because my cousins and everyone will be home so we can all get together. later that afternoon, i went sailing with my parents, which was probably the highlight of my weekend. my father was a shipbuilder for years, as were seven generations of my family before him, and sailing was a huge part of my childhood. i hadn’t been out on the water all summer, though, so it was great to go out again.

the weather on saturday was beautiful, as it has been for the past few days - cool, with heavy grey clouds and the slightest hint of impending rain. the wind was perfect. my mother didn’t like it much - she prefers sun - but my dad and i loved it. there weren’t many other people out on the water because of the clouds and it being a bit chilly, though the wind was perfect. i dug out a pair of my old cargo pants from high school, since the only pants i brought home with me were the black khakis i wore to work on friday and i didn’t want to get them salty. lying in the cockpit in my old pants and an old bauhaus shirt, my shoes left at the house, i stared at the sky and felt like i was fifteen again, but in a good way.

sunday morning i slept late. my mother made blueberry pancakes and soy sausages [they still don't really dig me being a vegetarian, but they like soy sausages] and drove me to the airport. the shuttle home went much more smoothly and i got home around three thirty, at which point i took a nap.

estimated hours of sleep: last night? not so many. i stayed up talking in #altgothic for a while. over the weekend, though, i got plenty of sleep… my parents house and the surrounding area is so quiet. it was strange falling asleep without the sound of cars and the subway and all the other background noise i get at my apartment in brooklyn. but it was good.

so far today: nothing special. i noticed as i was getting dressed that my house is more disastrously messy than it’s been in a while, what with my packing frenzy friday morning and whatnot. i think i’d better clean tonight.

current plans for later today: nothing in particular, which is fine.