jebbypal

Okay, my karma from the weekend isn't over yet apparently.

Okay, this keyboard is driving me insane too. I keep hitting hotkeys or something.

So trip to OK was INSANE. I got to the airport a full hour and a half ahead of my plane leaving, so all should have been hunky doory. Nope. No problems through security though (yeah, for once, not picked for the closer inspection) and on the plane I sat next to yet another rare 2 year old angel and his mother. I do have good baby karma at least *knocks on wood*.

Airport in KC---I wait and wait and wait...and wait a second, why did the luggage carousel stop without disgorging my luggage or that of the other 15 people still waiting for bags??? A palsied-60 year old manning the lost luggage counter kindly informs me that it probably didn't get on the plane.....but apparently is incapable of tracking it to make sure...*bangs head* I am informed that another plane from Philly is arriving at 3 pm. And that they'll call me if my luggage is on it.

Sooo...off with my lone carry-on bag to the Hertz Rent-a-Car place where I get to wiat for 30 minutes to be told that there is no record of my car reservation with Hertz or Triple-A. Another 15 minutes later, and I'm being offered a rental car for a week for 460$$$$$$!!! I kindly refrain from telling the little goth-punk-rocker lesbian waiting on me what she can do with the car as I remember that I do have friends who work in this industry and it has to be a hard job. But I'm so hungry and tired at this point that it is a very close thing. But I then go and figure out which number on my triple A car to call to talk to a triple A person. Another ten minutes go by (and my friend Bina shows up for moral support), and the triple-A Oklahoma representative manages to make me a new reservation with the special triple A rate so that my car for the week only costs 240$. disaster two averted.

Bina and I then leave and plan to follow the mapquest directions to the restaurant that we're meeting my other friend at......and my hatred for mapquest continues to grow. Apparently route 169 in KC was referred to as Broadway...back in the 1920s. Or so the kindly Kansas City, KANSAS gas station attendant informs us. After getting directions back to Broadway street in Kansas City, MO, we finally manage to locate the restaurant a full hour after the call I'd made to docmichelle, when I'd informed her it would take us 10 minutes to get there.

The good news, the italian restaurant, Lidia's (one located in KC and another in Pittsburgh), was FABULOUS and did not make me sick. Or give me food poisoning like that italian restaurant in Muskogee a few years back. Was very very yummy and I bought myself two bottles of the pasta sauce.

As I still had a couple of hours till the airport was to call, Bina, docmichelle, and I went down to the plaza shopping district and walked around a bit. We found a specialty cheese shop that also carried gourmet food products and I spent too much money there. but I managed to get walnut butter cookies for my trip (YUMMY IN MY TUMMY) as well as some honey and a couple of gifts for my family. At this point, we find a coffee shop and I begin my fight with US airways automated luggage system, named ALEX....or ^&*^%^R**&%^ as I affectionately called him. three times over the next thirty minutes, he kept telling me to call back later for information. After leaving michelle and bina driving me back to my rental car, I try a final time and manage to figure out the code to punch to talk to a human. A very nice foreigner, that I doubt resided in the US, managed to call KC and find out that my luggage had arrived and was scheduled to fly to Tulsa the next day. *pause* Again, I manged to hold my cussing back from a person who didn't deserve it and found out that I could go ahead and drive the half hour to the airport in rush hour traffic (which, is a joke in KC. Really, it was more like driving at 2 am on I76 in philly) and pick it up. which I did before starting the 5 hour drive home.

The drive home actually went very well till the last hour of it when the headlights and stoplights started to do this funny dance and I could never tell if a cop was behind me. (which, hanh, is why I didn't call you back. It was taking all of my mental concentration to figure out where the white lines were going). But I didn't ever doze accidentally and I made it home safe and sound.

Where I found my bed still buried in stuff even though my grandmother is not coming to visit me (she fell and cracked her head open and decided she didn't want to travel...what do you know, I think it is the first time that sense got knocked into someon on that side of the family. Hee, sorry, if you knew her it would be funny to you too). So me and my aching back managed to pass out on the very short couch. Who knew I'd ever miss the uncomfortable pull out sofa.

So I wake this morning to hear all about how my mother slammed her finger in a car door last night. Which, it doesn't really look broken, but it's hurting her and she's trying to keep ice on it till her scheduled doctor's appt tomorrow.....and I'm trying to figure out if ice on a broken finger for someone with Raynaud's disease is a good idea. *bangs head*

At which point, I decided to check email.....and find out that one of the idiot thesis committee secretaries screwed up on her boss's schedule and he won't be able to make the scheduled time in May. Which is fine, I only need three. But my boss also needs my program from the retreat as well as my nametag for the reimbursement for the cost. Ummm, can we say that I think I threw both things away when I was packing. *bangs head* So I am apparently still the sink for bad karma, which fine, I'll take whatever the universe can dish out till after Dec 6 so that hopefully my mother can have her surgery and have it go well. *knocks on wood, throws salt over shoulder, and sacrifices a virgin for good measure*

So, that's my weekend, how was everyone else's??

Despite the problems, it was fun to see a bit of KC and very nice to meet docmichelle....though I think all three of us were a bit brain weary, so the conversation was a tad slow;) Then again, I may have just missed a lot after the night of poor sleep in my heated sauna. (seriously, the heat was so bad that you could see the static electricity coming off my quilt every time I moved. I finally ditched it and slept w/out any blankets...which I hate.). Also, I was probably a tad off my game because I have a bad tendency to try to suppress my dork/fandom side around my RL friends...*shrugs* I live a comparmentalized life, I accept it. But it was fun and I'm very glad to have been able to do it. *hugs docmichelle Hope you had some fun too;) *smooch*

Okay, been on the computer for a bit now, better get off in case my dad or someone is trying to get through. Be good, flist. ;)