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Apr. 13th, 2009 05:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishTired. Seems like I've had one deadline after another lately. Not getting enough sleep. And it's my own fault. I read someone's feelings about procrastination recently (scroll down to Procrastination, or The Mobility Impaired Brain), which I really identified with - actually, I'd read it quite a while ago and only recently found it again. And I was probably continuing to procrastinate reading the damn thing. Anyway...
Sitting in the airport in San Francisco. My plane was supposed to leave in 20 minutes ago and has been delayed for another 40 - I'm going to LAX and a plane going to Dallas is still parked at the gate. I drank two $8 glasses of Merlot in an airport seafood place to celebrate being done with my bit of the Council meeting; I noticed on the menu there, the swordfish was going for the same price as a chicken breast was in the hotel. GODS, was that place pricey. I bought my breakfast in the gift shop (which was about a third the size of my bedroom), and at least the coffee in my room was decent.
I always wonder in airports. There's a family of five travelling somewhere, with their pile of carryons, and each kid seems to have their own Nintendo DS. My family could never afford to fly anywhere, and still, I really only travel by air for work. We've still never visited John's relatives in Michigan - although a large part of that is that, not only could we not afford without saving for a long while, John really doesn't have any desire to, not having been back there since leaving at 15.
............
Blah. I've been trying to get back to this post for a week; despite having several days off, I never accomplished anything more on it. Batteries on laptop went out and it was time to board the plane, finally. Somehow, I scored a first class seat, which was nice although not that much different. I got to drink my cranberry juice out of a glass cup instead of plastic, and my tray table was actually smaller. I suppose it would make more of a difference on a longer flight. Gareth was a little disappointed I didn't bring back pictures from the air, but I didn't have a window seat.
I was hoping I could get together with my old college roomie while at this meeting, but sadly, 'twas not to be. Ah well, maybe another time. The Council meets in Foster City, also in the Bay Area, in September, I think. She left me the best phone message, though. I'll have to save that one! Yes, I should return it.
Sitting in the airport in San Francisco. My plane was supposed to leave in 20 minutes ago and has been delayed for another 40 - I'm going to LAX and a plane going to Dallas is still parked at the gate. I drank two $8 glasses of Merlot in an airport seafood place to celebrate being done with my bit of the Council meeting; I noticed on the menu there, the swordfish was going for the same price as a chicken breast was in the hotel. GODS, was that place pricey. I bought my breakfast in the gift shop (which was about a third the size of my bedroom), and at least the coffee in my room was decent.
I always wonder in airports. There's a family of five travelling somewhere, with their pile of carryons, and each kid seems to have their own Nintendo DS. My family could never afford to fly anywhere, and still, I really only travel by air for work. We've still never visited John's relatives in Michigan - although a large part of that is that, not only could we not afford without saving for a long while, John really doesn't have any desire to, not having been back there since leaving at 15.
............
Blah. I've been trying to get back to this post for a week; despite having several days off, I never accomplished anything more on it. Batteries on laptop went out and it was time to board the plane, finally. Somehow, I scored a first class seat, which was nice although not that much different. I got to drink my cranberry juice out of a glass cup instead of plastic, and my tray table was actually smaller. I suppose it would make more of a difference on a longer flight. Gareth was a little disappointed I didn't bring back pictures from the air, but I didn't have a window seat.
I was hoping I could get together with my old college roomie while at this meeting, but sadly, 'twas not to be. Ah well, maybe another time. The Council meets in Foster City, also in the Bay Area, in September, I think. She left me the best phone message, though. I'll have to save that one! Yes, I should return it.
