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dreary reason to fly

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-eight years and a million words

Vancouver, 2001.05.31

We've all got our tickets to go to Toronto for the funeral. I hope the death certificate turns up, so I don't have to pay to make the booking change (again).

I booked Ken and Heidi's tickets through Air Canada's pathetic e*commerce site. My commentary, after it had foiled me for the third time (and required my third call to their tech support people) was: 'Fnck fnck fnck, fnck, that's bad'. Those guys have no inkling of how to do business online.

I consoled myself by ordering Ken a special meal. I selected the 'Dull/ulcer' category.

rand()m quote

... I'll let you in on a secret. Big people are exactly the same as little people. They're selfish, squabbling children whose motivations are jealousy and greed. No one becomes big when the hit adulthood. They just become better at hiding how small they are.

—Jonathan Rosenberg