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Sunday, after getting home from the writers retreat, I failed at napping, and then went over to Darkside's, where I had trouble not falling asleep. I came home early, and found that Grandma had died. I spent the rest of the day very quietly. Today, after waking up, I started in on laundry once the power rates went down.

I have been attempting to tag somewhat more recent bits of my journal. This leads to retagging old bits, and merging older duplicate tags (by hand, ew, but at least I don't destroy Canada), and encountering some pretty entertaining stuff.

http://blamebrampton.livejournal.com/34875.html -- Punctuation Pixies!
http://amaliedageek.livejournal.com/279788.html -- did I link this before? This is the ending to Dr. Horrible that is not a tragedy. I think Joss writes fine tragedies, myself, but he also writes hilarious comedy. This can be somewhat problematic when the two get combined, for an audience who isn't ready for the juxtaposition.
http://atalantapendrag.livejournal.com/561439.html -- What might be crackfic is starting in the comments.

http://www.theregister.co.uk/2008/07/22/tesco_condom_cockup/ -- ways not to market.


Jul. 20th, 2008 02:35 pm
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Writers retreat fun.

Brought booze. Spent time in water recreation area. Lazy river sounded fun; went several rounds vs. the inner tube before succeeding. Arm is scraped from concrete upon being flipped. Almost lost glasses. Finally succeeded at inner tube. These things have no steering. Small children need to stay the fuck in their inner tubes and not almost get run over, or actually run over either for that matter.

Had sleep (not much). Got unexpected email. :D

Did dinner. RA sushi in Scottsdale next to the Scottsdale bars has Scottsdale barflies and too much very loud music. Good food, though. [livejournal.com profile] azwriter is learning things she never knew existed in the world. Came back to hotel.

Attacked computers; set up ad-hoc wireless network and internet connection sharing, as hotel had no wireless. I am proud of myself.

Hung out on balcony with everyone but sleeping [livejournal.com profile] hcolleen. Booze was had, gossip was had, and we totally out-"WOAH!"ed those people in that other suite. Oh, and cheese.

Crashed out early. Woke up early. Exchanged a large number of emails with Darkside, being very very silly with each other. Cleaned up and checked out.

Her Nibs tagged something in the living room to express her displeasure. *sigh* Such is life with cats.

Dr. Horrible is excellent, and mocks the misogynist superhero genre delightfully.

Headed over to hang out with Darkside (and Slayers) as soon as I figure out where I put my clothes.
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  • 05:52 Writing prompt from back in the day: Write about what you know. Write about what you don't know. Tie them together in a dazzling conclusion. #
  • 06:11 Reading fic reminds me that I have always wanted someone with whom I have a large useful coded vocabulary in case of unlikely emergency. #
  • 07:28 Weeding through notepads with meeting notes from a job that doesn't exist anymore. #
  • 09:30 Laundry is done. Also put away. Am I a pod person? What have they done with the Real Azz? #
  • 09:32 @semanticist Didn't LJ *build* perlbal? :-P #
  • 09:37 Yes, they're fixing LJ. Hang tight. #
  • 10:42 @ursamajor Failgoat! tinyurl.com/6ebcup #
  • 11:06 Places from the Epic San Francisco Run: www.asakichi.com #
  • 12:02 @gameboyguy13 Not necessarily -- but the website was on the plastic bag, and I wanted to make sure I had that before I tossed it. #
  • 20:06 I really need to steer exceptionally clear of areas where I know there will be a high percentage of anti-gay-marriage LDS. #
  • 21:03 ooo wow not feeling good. suspect I need about 14 more hours of sleep (did not do much besides sleep this weekend). #
  • 22:23 Still feeling lousy (a little less so now) and called off from work. Time for some more horizontal. #
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It just occurred to me (yesterday) that I didn't give many details on our flight to Vegas!

So back on 6/1/2008, I packed up and Guide Dog Aunt dropped me off at SFO. Turns out that Virgin Air is in the International terminal. We did a little bit of driving around and panicking before we figured that out. I sent [livejournal.com profile] lacey a text message and checked my bag. By the time I got out of the ladies' room, [livejournal.com profile] lacey had arrived. We oriented ourselves and made our way through security.

The TSA waved me over into a plexiglass booth and called for a female agent. Yay. I waited. The waiting probably seemed longer than it actually was. [livejournal.com profile] lacey was waiting for me, and looked somewhat unsettled. The female agent patted me down. Yay, getting groped (professionally) by the TSA -- though as a professional note, I could probably have been carrying more than three ounces of liquids in my cleavage, which bit of me went unmolested. I think I really would have rather undergone something a little more high-tech -- or we could have saved time waiting for the female agent and I could have taken off my outer clothing.

More cranky than insulted or fearful, I watched the TSA next search for someone who spoke French, as the next person to get picked for additional screening didn't speak English. I didn't speak French (they asked me if I was in his party, or if I happened to speak French) so I collected my things and we headed on down towards the gate, as we'd decided it was more practical to locate gate first, lunch second.

The sandwiches were good. We had lunch and chattered, then collected at the gate our flight was leaving from, on the lower level.

I really like Virgin Air. They seem to have a sense of humor. They called people wearing red for early boarding, because that's their color. (I plan on wearing my red sweater when flying with them again, because I have one and because I might as well humor them if they'll give advantages for that.) The flight was not at all crowded. We each picked up a pair of the red earbuds -- I had neglected to bring any headphones with me!

The plane was lit with purple lights. It was weird. The screens on the backs of the seats were awesome, although we were not having a good time getting the chat to work, and the controller was awkward. It was a very quiet flight, because everyone was watching their own TV channel. I was able to find "my" song on their music player, so I was well-pleased. I wrote a little. I watched the progress of the plane on Google Maps. They seem to be still developing their in-flight computer system, as lots of the options were stubbed out but not actually available.

I really can't get away from support even when I'm on vacation. Seems the Virgin Air flight attendants have to double as tech support for their users passengers, as we were instructed to ring for assistance if we needed help with the seatback computers. I managed to crash mine somehow, and saw that they're using Linux under there, as I recognize that rough grey background and X-shaped black cursor. I had to get a reboot. My crash didn't affect my neighbors. I wonder how they're doing it under there. I saw the fellow sitting in front of [livejournal.com profile] lacey was having a hard time with his. It had just told him that it couldn't do that. When it tells you that, it gives you a button you have to push to acknowledge that. He was trying to go on to do whatever it was that he wanted to do now that he knew he couldn't do that, and was pushing a menu button, and as it was waiting for him to acknowledge that he couldn't do that, it wasn't cooperating. I saw steam start to come out his ears. I told him what to push, and everything was suddenly OK.

We touched down in Vegas. Hooray, Vegas. I got in touch with everyone -- in fact, I pulled out my cellphone and realized to my great dismay that I had forgotten to turn it off. Happily, the plane didn't crash! It found service just as I pulled it out.

The Las Vegas airport intimidates me. We took a tram to the baggage pickup. I was tired enough at this point that the tram failed to fill me with happiness and instead filled me with agoraphobia. We got my bag. I had to locate money for the shuttle to the hotel. We got that squared away, and waited for the shuttle to fill up. At length, it did. There was much busy texting.

We arrived and got settled in the room. There had been an issue with plans as they were -- we'd thought that one room would be sufficient for all of us. Not so! So [livejournal.com profile] myrrhianna had booked a second room. In addition to [livejournal.com profile] myrrhianna and [livejournal.com profile] hcolleen, who we had been expecting to see, there was also [livejournal.com profile] demonuntildeath, who we had not.

We promptly went out for dinner. There was a bit of fun getting to Bahama Breeze, which was intensified by going several wrong directions, talking about male/male audio couplers, and generalized hilarity. Once we arrived, we settled in for a nice dinner. I got crab legs as an appetizer, and they were oh so tasty. Unfortunately, my limit on seafood is very small, so I shared. Their citrus butter sauce was delicious.

Dinner was full of cracked-out conversation. We told the tale of AK-47 Guy, who is going to be a staple in all of our "You can't top this" stories for a lifetime. Happiness was had. I had some sort of very tasty drink involving cactus something. [livejournal.com profile] myrrhianna would like me to remind her that if she is to be drinking, it will not be at any time near when she has to take her meds, for these two things do not go together well.

With much hilarity, we repaired back to the hotel, where we sank into a deep and well-deserved sleep, after making plans for the morning, taking pictures, and discovering that the ice machine on the 22nd floor was not functioning.
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  • 02:15 La la la la la some people creep me out. #
  • 15:16 Dear recipient of unwanted phone calls: the word is "lewd", not "lude". <3 #
  • 18:13 Am intimidated by the geek-fu of childhood acquaintance. #
  • 19:03 Paris Hilton can now be used to intimidate gay men. Good to know. #
  • 19:22 OMG, IRC on so much crack. I blame Ash, Leigh, and Anne (Sam, Alex, and Ryan, respectively). And the pillows. #
  • 20:16 I did mention getting groped by the TSA, right? #
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Yep, I sure 'nuff got a second survey!

I am mostly unsatisfied with Travelocity in general. I am not at all satisfied with my most recent experience with Travelocity's Customer Care Center. The wait time to speak with an agent was fairly acceptable, however. During the call, the Customer Care Agent spoke to me in a professional and courteous manner. He did not understand the reason for my call, suggest or recommend options to help resolve my question, provide me with accurate information, explain Travelocity's service policies and product features -- or resolve my question! (The hotel manager had to do that.)

It took multiple calls to resolve my question. I was transferred once during my call. Travelocity's Service Guarantee "everything about your booking will be right or we'll work with our partners to make it right, right away" does not seem to have applied in this case.

I am 0% likely to recommend Travelocity for anything to a friend or colleague (or random internet stranger) based on my most recent experience with Travelocity's Customer Care Center (and am in fact likely to recommend that they look somewhere else).

Please feel free to provide any additional comments regarding your experiences with Travelocity including what we can do to serve you better. (Please limit your comments to less than 2000 characters.) (Oh, gosh, you shouldn't have.)

When I called this second time, the customer care agent did not sound as if he was aware of what had happened in the previous call, and did not show any inclination to attempt to make it right. He did not understand what I wanted, and I had to explain it at least three times to him, and almost badger him to get him to call the hotel manager that the first representative promised me would be called. He sounded as if he were trying to enforce a no refunds whatsoever under any circumstance policy, which was not consistent with what the first agent said, and kept telling me we'd checked out when we hadn't yet (the checkout time was in half an hour at that point). I had originally booked a single hotel room for 4 adults; my travel companion realized when she arrived (some hours ahead of me) that this would not be sufficient, and booked a 2nd room. I'd wanted the refund of the extra occupant fees as there now were no extra occupants. When I eventually spoke to a hotel manager she said that I could have gotten a refund had I contacted Travelocity at the time of the initial booking of the 2nd room (never mind that I was still on an airplane at that point). I considered the situation resolved at that point, with an answer I did not like. I have therefore given up my hopes of a resolution in my favor and am now merely sharing my experience with Travelocity with the internet. You can thank your customer care agent for that. Never booking a hotel through you guys again.
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Feedback to Travelocity!

Perhaps I'm expecting too much of your software, but I would hope that a hotel booking program has a recommended maximum number of adult occupants of a room, and should warn when that is gone over when booking. There were fees for extra occupants in the room, which was fine at the time, however, when the room proved too small for 4 adults, we had to book another. Due to quirks in our travel arrangements, I was not present when the 2nd room had to be booked (still flying in). The hotel manager and Travelocity customer service later said that had I contacted Travelocity when the second room had to be booked, I could have gotten a refund for the extra occupant fees. Unfortunately, as I was not there then, I could not have done that. This, unfortunately, was also after an unusually long and contentious conversation with a Travelocity telephone representative. The first representative was courteous, sympathetic, and showed a willingness to make things right, and promised that he would leave notes in the account. The second representative sounded as if he did not have access to full notes on the previous call, did not understand what I wanted, and was unwilling to call the hotel manager as the previous representative promised would be done. Never booking a hotel through you guys again.
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  • 00:32 Miss Lunatic shalt not get a crush on someone who is probably married, if accessories are any clue. #
  • 02:03 @gameboyguy13 Yours too? Good, then I'm not the only one. #
  • 11:38 Holding with Travelocity. Should not have to explain 3x to get my rather straightforward request across. Unfortunately suspect ESL :( #
  • 20:16 @gameboyguy13 I have almost everything that R.E.M. has ever put out. Not quite all; I know I'm missing some singles and some very recent. #
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First sign of Phoenix on the 60 is 251st ave well outside city limits.


Jun. 3rd, 2008 07:56 am
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http://www.lasplash.com/uploads/1/photoshop_world_2006_18.jpg -- Veeeeeegas!
http://cupcakestakethecake.blogspot.com/2008/06/mehndi-cupcake.html -- gorgeous!

(Written last night)

Did bits of Vegas. Had breakfast at the hotel from the buffet, then caught the Deuce up to the Luxor, wandered into the Excalibur from there, wandered across the street to the MGM, saw the lions and played penny slots (I came out $2.55 ahead and decided to quit while that was the case), went into the M&M shop and the Coca-Cola shop, headed to the Venetian for dinner (3/4 of us; [livejournal.com profile] hcolleen was zonked and headed back for the hotel), then to the Bellagio for the fountains. I got some video that looks pretty good in preview. Back at the hotel, I played on LJ while [livejournal.com profile] lacey investigated the casino.

Tomorrow's plans: go to Cesar's Palace for breakfast and general OMGWTF, come back, check out, see Hard Rock Café, visit assorted other necessary places, head out of town, see the dam, and head back to Phoenix, with stops for photography along the way.

I have already pre-packed a good bit.

I realized as we were walking up the Strip -- it's been a year since June 02, 2007. And I'm OK.

(This morning)

OK! Time for another fun-filled adventure! Somewhere in there, I need to call Travelocity, too! Again. The hotel manager wasn't in, and this needs one of them. (Booking problems, chapter omgwtf.)
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Took in a Vegas show. Ok, so it was the employees of a Johnny Rockets doing their thing, but it technically counts. Good times.
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Breakfast time now.
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http://community.livejournal.com/dot_bdsm_snark/337530.html -- things that make me cry in IRC.

I am now connecting to IRC from (something).lv.lv.cox, which cracks me up.

http://ringil.cis.ksu.edu/Tolkien/Movie/lotr.mov -- delightful, via [livejournal.com profile] idonotlikepeas, here: http://flyingmoose.org/tolksarc/tolksarc.htm

Told GM that I wasn't sure if I could continue game. I'm an introvert, see. If I wind up in social situations where I have not bonded with those present enough to not consider them People, it's not a restful or relaxing experience for me. (That's vastly oversimplifying it, but it's basically the situation. I don't particularly think it would qualify as social anxiety, because it's not that I fear spending time with them, it's that I know how much of a drain on my resources spending time with them would be, and if I'm going to be doing something social on my weekend, it had better be worth it in terms of drain. Spending time with Darkside is a worthwhile expenditure, and helps recharge me on my days of rest. Game is not restful; I need another day to recover after game.) Game has some friends, but it also has People, and there's nowhere I can go to retreat from that once I'm there. So it's either go or no-go, and I'm thinking it may become no-go.


Oh god. http://sailorjim.net/wordpress/?p=904



Just got finished reading Son of a Witch. It had boykissing! It was enjoyable, and I know there are nuances I'll be still picking up on the third re-read.

[livejournal.com profile] lacey demonstrated her new ringtone to me. It has to be heard for the full effect.
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Arrived in Vegas.
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Time to board!
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The place JD got the rainbow disco ball was underoneroof.org.

And I have stuff packed, except the cellphone and the laptop. I should do that, then.
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Guide Dog Aunt is losing her voice. She called off work today.

After a night of not too much sleep, I went into town via BART and met up with [livejournal.com profile] ataniell93. We did lunch and poked around some of the shops, having a delightful time. I'm not sure if the loud lady on the cellphone and the other loud lady who called her on it in one of the shops that we were in count as part of the delightful time or just a face-to-face trainwreck, as they got shouty and threateny. It was definitely an OMGWTFCANYOUBELIEVETHIS moment, and I was a good girl and did not giggle until it was all over, similar to the girls on the bus. I also resisted the siren call of the rainbow feather fan, the huge glitter earrings that would make my ears break out in seconds flat, and the gorgeous little stained-glass mirrored boxes.

I'm seriously considering Benito Quirke, because, as my world is the incubus world, he has started talking in my head... (This is normal for writers. It's when someone who's not a character starts doing that, that you've got to watch out.)

My knees informed me that I had best be heading back, so I promptly hopped on BART ... in the wrong direction, which I discovered after two stops. So I jumped off that train and on the other conveniently right there right then, and made it back to the Daly City station in good time.

Guide Dog Aunt proceeded to take me through a fabric store, but after that I sat it out in the car with my book, and wisely so. Hills plus knees is not win.

I'm now doing my laundry, and, as there was a queue, folding the laundry ahead of me. I now have knowledge of my aunt and uncle's underwear that I didn't particularly need, but that's life.

(The girls on the bus: there were two girls skipping school on the bus. One of them was on the cellphone with her man, if a boy of that age is to be considered a man. He proceeded to start dumping her. Somehow, this led to the other girl getting all "I told you so", and then proceeding to break up with the girl on the phone, telling her that she took care of her and if she didn't appreciate that then it was over, whose was that jacket she was wearing, and to give it back, and the shoes, et cetera, so on. So the girl on the phone got all upset. And the girl not on the phone got all "oh baby what's the matter why are you so upset..." !!! I waited until they were off the bus to break down giggling. JD thought I was pure nuts.)
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Present: Abe, Lacey, Scott, Rob, Dave (worst username ever), JD, and me. Sole holdout on the molten chocolate cake: Abe, though he did devour the rest of JD's.
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Dinner was excellent in both company and food. I had never before considered mongolian beef, mashed potatoes, wasabi, broccoli, and asparagus before. Good times
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Heading to Japantown now.


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