I'm at the lovely Atlanta airport. My flight has been delayed 3 hours. I tried to get on the early flight, but it was full. Then they let a whole group of us sit at the gate for a hour before they told us it was delayed. My friend Nicole knew a half hour before me. She was my ride home and my first touch with sanity. Now my first touch will be yet another cab driver. Delta: I hate you. Especially because you waited to tell us about the delay just a few minutes before the eating and drinking establishments were closing. You suck.