what day is it... where am i?

i flew into washington national airport from LA today on a red eye. i had left my car at the metro station near my house, so i hopped on the metro after collecting my belongings. it was pretty convenient, but after spending the whole night on a plane and not having eaten anything, i got a little motion sick on the way home. at least, i think/hope it was motion sickness and not some other weird viral thing. i started to sweat, feel nauseous, cough/choke. it was rather frightening, because i thought i really might gag and throw up the grapefruit juice that i had on the plane. ew.

somehow or another, i made it home, with gastric contents in tact. and though i slept in the plane, i still slipped into my lovely bed and slept a glorious 7 hours.

now that i've eaten, unpacked and started laundry, i feel as though it may be time for bed again.