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Yesterday was one of those days where time just seems to make no sense. What time zone am I in? What day is it? Where the fuck am I?

I left the hotel at 2:30am, got to the airport around 3. Dropped off the car and headed to the terminal. Security in Tulsa doesn't open until 4:10 and I was first in line. There was both a pre line and a regular line. Now, some places don't open the pre-line until after the regular line and I had to debate which to stand in. There was another woman around 3:40 who was trying to make the same decision. I told her, you stand there, I will stand here and whichever opens first we will go together. Deal. At 3:55, a TSA comes out bellowing ALL PRE MOVE TO THAT LINE. Well she held her end of it and let me right in behind her. There was another woman there too and I let her in front of me to be nice. We get to the podium and the TSA agent asks if she is normally pre. She says um yeah? Not this time sister. She mistook the American logo for a pre-check logo. Sent her back to the regular line. Man that sucks. While I feel bad for her, you should ALWAYS double check that shit. Boarded my first flight at 4:30, first class thankfully. It was another small plane and I didn't want more lightning strikes thank you very much.

Got to Dallas at 6 and made my way to the Admiral's Club. I was second on the upgrade list for my next flight. Headed to the gate at 8 and waited. They cleared the one guy ahead of me. Damn. I will say I could tell the difference my status made. There were 12 people on the list and normally I would have been like 8 or 9. Being 2 was a big improvement. Had to sit next to an egg mcmuffin eating fat fuck for four hours, but I got home. Landed around 11 PDT. Only 12 hours after leaving the hotel thereabout. Whee.

Got on the train, and headed home. The whole time I was in the club until I got home, I got stuck on a stupid thread of emails. I fucking hate when that happens. Apparently there are multiple people working on the gig for the folks in UK. But they are doing VERY different things than I am. Since the client sees us all as 'consultants' I am getting included on all these emails. I must have had 20 when I got to PDX. When I finally got home around 1, I sent my boss a message asking if we even had a contract yet. He said, ignore everything. Done and done.

Unpacked, hugged the kitties and the woman. Not in that order. I then ordered the new mac mini for the media server. B needed to go to the mall and I figured we would kill two birds with one stone. Even if I don't have enough time this weekend to fully set it up, at least it's here and ready. I was able to get it because I got $750 as a bonus this quarter. Not my full bonus (82%) but enough it didn't hurt anything. We went to the mall, got what she needed, picked up the mini, and headed home. She wanted Mediterranean for dinner last night and I agreed. I tried to do my timesheet and expense report but unfortunately the project hasn't been entered into the system yet. I had to send an email and I made sure I told them I am home for one day. If it doesn't get done, it's your fault people, not mine.

We watched a little TV, then I collapsed around 9:45. I made it longer than I thought I would to be honest. Now today is laundry, boarding passes, house stuff. So I can leave again in 22 hours. Whee.