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Thursday, January 20, 2005

Seattle me up baby.

About a week and a half ago I ventured to the soggy costal city of Seattle to spend some quality time with my hetero life mate, tina. Things this trip included:
1. tina (duh)
2. karaoke (see post "things I think are wonderful" to see how I feel about that)
3. a ferry ride
4. Victoria, BC (via ferry ride)
5. Swimming pool and sauna
6. Peter and Chloe
7. podengos
8. bungy sling shots (of which I broke the harness while flying in the air. Let me tell you, that really helped my self esteem.) and putt putt
9. burnt salmon
10. miniature world
11. christmas town (where storekepper kept a close eye on us trouble makers)
12. happy memories (click on tina and see some pictures of said memories)

So it was a fantastic trip overall. There was lots of girl talk, sleeping in, driving and laughing. I don't see tina as often as I'd like, but when I do see her, it's like we never missed a beat. We shar a passion for When Harry Met Sally, sleeping in, checking email and all cheese related products. Other than the several hour wait at the airport (in part due to dumb Chicago and their typical delays, in other part to dumb jenny switching her ticket from 2:30p to 11:50 p because I was at the airport early. Yes, I am aware that 11:50p is later than 2:30p, but when you allow passengers to change their tickets with no supervision, you are bound to have these kind of mishaps) there was not a bad part about visiting seattle. I am planning already looking forward to my next trip.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jenny! I felt bad about dropping you off so early at the airport, but I was almost as confident as you that you could get an early flight home. After I found out what ended up happening, I started thinking and got really mad. I said to Tina, "Jenny was at the airport in the morning. What kind of person would sell her a ticket for 11pm when she already had a flight at 2pm??" I was ready to kick some airline personnel ass!! That's when Tina said, "She used one of those automated checkin things." Oh...

12:32 PM

 
Blogger Me said...

See, you give me too much credit for actually looking at the time of day. That's why I say, it is a DANGEROUS idea to allow passengers to change their ticket unsupervised. Maybe Im not quite as smart as your average bear, but I forsee big trouble ahead in this area of technology. But thanks for having my back!

1:07 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hmmmm. . .well they could switch to 24 hour time. But that might confuse people even more. When they ask the time you could say "half past 17". Which might be kinda cool.

Plus there is the whole UTC, GMT, CST, PST, EST, thing.

ddddddddddddddd

4:54 PM

 
Blogger Me said...

Ahhhh military time. 'Twas developed by the makers of the "metric system" to confuse citizens of the US of A thus implementing their plan for a hostile takeover. They knew our achilles heel was the aquisition of new, more simple information. Alas, we will continue to resist until our last farenheit breath is expelled. Vive la resistance!!!!!

7:34 PM

 

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