Seriously, either I have the worst luck ever with flying or the airline industry is in shambles.
Went to Denver this weekend (such open space! and no crowds!? How nice.) and missed my flight this morning. Yeah, yeah. It was a 9:10 a.m. flight and I woke up at 8 a.m. So yes, it was my fault. But after missing the 9 a.m. flight, I got put to standby on a 5 p.m. (Mountain time) one. Well that one was overbooked and completely full (although I was first in line to get on... I was even as far as down in the little connector-hallway thing ready to get on if they said go but one girl came running in right at the last minute to keep me off) and so now the next available on is 11:55 p.m. (Mountain time), which is nearly 2 a.m. my time, and means that I won't get back to NYC (not even, actually, Newark, to be more specific) until almost 6 a.m. Which, of course, means I won't get home and into bed until probably around 7 a.m.
So based on this and my last experience flying (one my fault, one not), I think I am just going to stay in New York for a while and not do any more flying.