I hate airlines (Part 8 of LA Trip)

I can see why I didn't post all my LA ramblings at once. Gawd, my CTS is flaring up. Anyways, this would be my last entry of the trip. I'm surprised I can read most of my writing too. Funnily enough, by typing all this, it really does bring back the trip. Even adding some stuff I didn't originally write b/c it's coming back so vividly. It was amzingly fun. And next year ie. 2010, I'm going to SDCC. Whooo! BTW, how did I manage to misspell the hotel name in the previous entry when I was using their stationary to write my diary and I'm typing from that stationary right now?! Must be too tired.
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Had intermittant sleep again. Got up aro0und 8:30. We got everything packed up by 10:00, so I said we're going shopping. Picked up some salmon onigiri @ Famina's and a sandwich. Went to Jewelry District by bus and got 2 silver hoops for $30. Owner was really nice cause I would've willingly paid $20/each b/c they were so pretty. Ended up walking back to the hotel b/c now we kinda know where we're going. Which was great b/c we saw a lotta shops and went by the Central Library and the street market. P, H's friend, came to pick up H b/c she's is going to stay with her for a few days. P had some trouble getting onto Highway 10 b/c she lives in San Fernando.

14:00
We ate at an Argentinean restaurant, and then I was dropped off at the Metro station @ Universal City to get back to the hotel. My Easton bag is too heavy. It was hell lugging it thru Union Station. However, the ticket was only $4, compared to the $42 taxi cab ride that the hotel bellhop offered. So I'm on the bus now. Thank God it's got A/C. So hot and muggy here. I'm sorry Earth! Saw the Hollywood sign while riding with P. I think I like the architecture of LA the best, b/c there's lots of historical buildings. Should've taken more shots of buildings. Didn't hae my camera w/ me on our walk this morning so no pic of the X-Files movie wall. Or the Tropic Thunder walls (yes the entire side of the building) on Hotel Figueroa. Saw a Batman logo on a wall too. There's a lotta palm trees in the outlying areas, but it's like they're spaced out every 20m. Looks ugly. And the Interchanges are 5 levels high. So crazy looking. Could never drivehere. Or only drive 1 set route. No wonder why P got lost.

16:00
Okay, I'm screwed. Just realized I have no idea which airline I'm supposed to go to despite what my ticket says. Go to the US Airlines and lady said to go to United b/c they're the only ones flying to Denver from here. Which is Terminal 7. I'm at Terminal 2. Take the free shuttle bus to there and this guy starts chatting me up. His job is helping people w/ their bags for $ but doesn't ask me if I want help but just grabs my bag. I tell him "I don't have enough $$ to tip you." And he goes "Whatever you have is fine." Well I'm not going to give him $20, and I dunno if he wants $0.45 in change. Anyways, he grabs a luggage cart and when we're waiting for the elevator, he says he has to go to the washroom. I'm like "uhhh..." and then the elevator comes and they're waiting so I just grab my bag. I know it's rude, but he didn't really give me a choice. I get into line for United but there's a queue for a paper ticket, and I have an E-ticket, so I go to another line. The computer screen's asking for info, but I've never used these before so I don't know. I use the phone to get an operator, and after a super-long hold, he goes "oh, you just missed checking in by 1 minute" and tells me to get a desk agent, who are wandering btwn kiosks, to rebook me for a fee. They tell me to go to the paper tickets line and the fellow working at the podium, manages to find an agent who checks me in but I have to book it. And my bag was over 50 lbs, but they just let it thru b/c it was so late. I peel down to where she tells me, only to be faced w/ a huge lineup for security. Argh!!! They throw away my nearly-full water bottle and I book it to Gate 75, which is at the end. Only to be told that they just closed the gate. So I have to go back to Gate 70 where the customer service is. Apparently my bag made it on the flight. So they manage to give me a flight to San Fran, then to home. Which wil get me there about 6 minutes before my actual scheduled flight. Go figure. So I scour the bookstore in San Fran and no yaoi. More specifically, no Kizuna or Finders. San Fran airport is much nicer than LAX.

20:10
Oh, I need to go to the washroom. The Coke just went thru me. They gave me a can on the San Fran flight, and w/ all the stress, that's bad. I hate going to an airplane washroom. Cramped, noisy, turbulence. But I needed to. I know my bladder won't last that long. Also, I don't like these types of planes. They're cramped and the overhead compartment is tiny. I lost my Genshiken pin, and I think it's up there somewhere. I had to take off my mini-bag to get my backpack up there, and some guy was moving the bags around. I hope my Turtwig mask is okay. Haha, my Turtwig mask's eyeholes don't fit my face. Haven't figured if they're too narrow or wide. Only covers 1/2 my face. Anyways, H used it to find me b/c I wore it like a hat at AX. So on all the flights, I've had a window seat by the wing. What's w/ that? Not that I really mind, but odd. No one wants to watch the flaps?
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And that's all I'd written on the Wilshire Grand stationary. And funnily enough, even though it's been over a year, I still remember getting off the flight around midnight, feeling really gross, only to find that I have no luggage. Again. So I wait by the doors where the Air Canada people tell me (at least they knew what I was talking about when I said I had a hockey bag). Nearly fell asleep waiting. Finally filed a claim form, and then it was taxi ride back. Stumble in, go to say "Hi" to Akao, only to find some weird sludge at the bottom. I think I took a shower, and then I called my manager to say that there's no way I'm going to be working that day since I just got back and need to sleep.