12:00am - I make an appointment at the Atlanta Passport Agency for 8:30am. Shoutout to my mom who had a copy of my birth certificate, as my other copy was 3000 miles away in Seattle

8:00am - I’m informed I can’t use my good passport photo that I got 4 months ago and have to get a shitty one at CVS

8:15am - my mom (who has driven 45 minutes in traffic to the doctor’s office where I was on Sunday) reports they do not have my passport. I proceed to get a new one

9:00am - I am told I’ll have a new passport at 2:30pm with much worse photo than before

9:05am - I rebook my flight for tomorrow am

10:00am - My mom tells me my old passport was found in the parking lot of the doctors office. Of course, this is now too late as I’ve already had my old one canceled. RIP good photo

10:20am - I learn South Korea has declared Martial Law

At this point, I’m still planning on going to Seoul unless there is some sort of grounding.

Fun fact: Delta’s reservation line (for Diamond Medallions anyway) is not working. At all. Like the lines are down.