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[bardic_lady]

Ballyhooyah. Back on-campus, curled up on a couch in the lounge (lousy wireless). Today was fun. No really, fun. Heh. Heh heh. Woke up at 7am, having not fallen asleep until 3, got up, finished packing, and got into the car. Drove to the airport, checked in and...What the Hell do you mean "Flight 273 to Seattle/Tacoma cancelled"?!? No available flights until tomorrow? What the fucking fuck am I to do with that, I'd like to know? Talked to the ticketing agent and explained that I have classes tomorrow that I really should be there for...She called in and lied about my age (I'm distinctly not 13) and got me a confirmed seat on a slightly later flight. Crisis averted. The wee tiny flight was less fun this time, due to turbulence, being seated in an exit row, and the person next to me, who took up more than his fair share of space. Forty minute layover at LAX turned into two and a half hour layover, which was okay, 'cause I got McDonald's for lunch. (Please read with appropriate sarcasm) I sat there and felt incredibly guilty about the many many other people sitting around, stranded by the flight cancellation, who didn't have ticketing people to lie for them. GUILT! Stuck in a middle seat for three hours and my laptop battery died with eight minutes left on the movie I was watching. Blech. If I ever decide to travel over Thanksgiving again, hit me.

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[cupiecake.livejournal.com]

well, that really is not cool of them.
you got lucky though. that's good.