This is my Facebook status right now :Four hours, one excrutiating headache, an extremely messed-up train engine and A LOT of BFMV later, I am in fact STILL AT Mom's house. Funny world, ain't it?

You people get the longer version because I really need to rant.

Except that I have the aforementioned excutiating headache so that may have to wait until tomorrow. BUT STILL, let me lay it out for you.

I left home around 3:30, got on the train at 4:46. (No, that is not a typo, it's called bad traffic) About twenty minutes after we left the station all lights on the train went off and we slowly skidded to a stop. We sat there, in the dark, in the middle of the woods, for about forty-five minutes before they decided "OH NO. WE CAN'T FIX THE ENGINE. BETTER CALL FOR HELP." Help comes in the form of another train about forty minutes later. But no, they can't keep us going to New HAven, they have to drag us BACK. SLOWLY.

The slowly is becasue we were going against the flow of traffic and as a result could go no more than 15,20 miles an hour.

Thank Satan somebody had more than four brain cells, so they got us all off in Norwalk. I got picked up by Mom's boyfriend, who lives there (should I be saying significant other? They both right around 50...) and driven halfway back. Then I got picked up by another family friend and driven the rest of the way back.

But wait, the powers that be really despise me.

There was an accident that closed off one lane and called in two fire trucks and the police.

I got back half an hour ago. It is 8:00

What do I have to say about this delightful evening?

FUCK YOU, AMTRACK.