Oct. 19th, 2009

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I came back from the States 3 days ago and have been fighting a hellish &%ยค#* jetlag since then. Thursday was weird, I was so tired I literally felt sick. I usually don't suffer this much from jetlags, but this time I might have overextended myself, flying from Sweden to Colorado, from Colorado to Illinois, from Illinois to Colorado and from Colorado to Sweden again, in 8 days. The pressure changes from all that jumping has been messing with my head if nothing else.

Still, it was a good family get together, people were happy, kids were cute and cousins that hadn't seen eachother in years made visual contact.

And then I lost my wallet at O'Hare airport, on my way back to Sweden. Or rather..I forgot it on the plane and went on without it on my merry way to my connected flight.
Let me just say that O'Hare is probably the LAST airport in the Western hemisphere that I'd want to lose anything valuable in. It is huge, messy and rude (completely lacking the charming aspects of its patron Chicago). My wallet contained not only a bunch of visa cards and other identity-theft goodies, but also my green card, joy joy! That'll teach me to never buy anything on a plane ever again! (as I did then, for the first frigging time in my life) About two hours before my connecting flight I discovered this disaster and started a frantic desperate hunt.
I'm going to spare you the story and just say that, in spite of having the full information of flight number, seat number, gate number, time of disembarking the aircraft etc etc, it took me ten moronic United employees to get to one great employee. Maybe those are the statistics when a company treats their people poorly.

I almost lost my shit when I came to a morose looking man with drooping shoulders, who in a lazy voice informed me that it was a doomed case, because the cleaning crew weren't with United (and often immigrants), and therefore they usually stole whatever they found.

"and how is this not United's business?" I asked with sarcasm masking tears welling up in my throat, he just shrugged.
I reminded myself that this wonder of diplomacy and empathy didn't deserve to get strangled because of my own forgetfulness, I had myself to blame, but I did feel sorry for all those United customers who ever landed in tricky situations, basically it's a Russian roulette when it comes to what kind of help you get from United employees.

I did finally claw my way up to a good guy, who looked and behaved human, and did what I'd asked all the others to do, namely to check the gate we'd landed at, and talk with the staff there. Phone calls were made, and after some running and waiting my wallet was found, unmolested! (so much for those thieving immigrants, you droopy shouldered assface).

I barely made it to my connecting flight, they were boarding the last handful when I came sprinting.

So, the next day, I was a bit of a basket case, but I made it to my seminar at least.

In academic news, I am taking Law for archivists, and also XML classes (which are kicking my butt a bit, but I have a good tutor), so there are some advanced classes mixed into the whole package, not all is lost in this new Master's program.

Yesterday, a handful of us played Gloom, a game very inspired by Edward Gorey, both artwise and storywise.

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Each player monitors a freaky family with dark secrets, and the goal is to make all your family members as miserable as possible before they die.

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If they die happy, you loose valuable points. In reverse, you of course try to throw happy incidents upon your fellow players, so that their family members perk up and die joyously.
I must say that I found this card game both quirky and fun.

And why am I up writing at 3 a.m. in the night in spite of a long day tomorrow?

aaah, my jeetlag, have I told yoouu of eet....

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