It turns out I've got the whole house to myself this weekend. And it turns out that I am exploiting that.
Last night I happened by JB Hifi and picked up some DVDs as they had a sale on. My attempts at manification of our DVD collection in this case consisted of bringing home Godfather III (I've heard it's not that good but I've already got the first two), Inglorious Basterds, and Fight Club in addition to Office Space which is an appropriate film (in some ways) for me at the moment. Last night I was up late with the heat on in only one room watching films with the sound up and eating more than I should have.
Today I watched a bit more, and interspersed that with stepping out onto the back deck to play some back deck cricket on my own. Smashing a ball into an area where I knew I wouldn't lose it or break anything was very satifying. I made some good shots. Some square cuts, some flicks off the legs, and plenty of drives down the ground. Of course I never really got good at cricket, but this afternoon I got to imagine myself as Don Bradman.
I also watched Fight Club again, and it seems to be a good time to do so. Halfway through, it stirred me up sufficiently to make me want to put on a singlet and rugby shorts and run down to the gym in the cold of a Canberra winter. I found myself quoting lines from the show during the run, but I don't think anyone heard me saying "I'm a space monkey ready to be shot into space" or saw me hitting my head as I ran. A Fight Club style haircut is on the cards tonight.
A few work issues aside, today I was more or less consumed by a desire to get justice from Qantas and American Airlines for the frequent flyer points and status credits they have refused to give me.
I just sent the following e-mail to American Airlines explaining the situaiton in what I think is calm and measured language.
I think I struck the right note.
Additionally, I suspect that I am not likely to earn 300 status credits to put me into the Gold level with Qantas by the end of February given that some work travel has been delayed until after that time. Flying to Mildura this weekend for the Victorian election would give me some, but not enough, and I would find myself taking flights I didn't need to take and gratuitously spending money just to chase something that is nice but not a necessity.
Luckily, sometimes Qantas offers double status credits in the late stages of the frequent flyer year to people who look like they might come up short in an effort to convince them to fly. If I am offered this, it's a whole new ball game.
Listen Qantas, I'm not willing to chase Gold status in itself. It was always stupid to take flights I wouldn't otherwise take and it's just taken a little while to remind myself of this fact. But I do fly a lot and I will continue to fly a lot, so if you are willing to give me a hand, I am willing to take it.
Of course, if you're not, or if you want to continue to shaft me over my missing frequent flyer points in America or the ones you refused to grant me last year when I flew to Papua New Guinea, then you can get stuffed.
Oh I can be stubborn when I feel like I've been wronged.
The Cricket has started again with Peter Siddle taking a hat trick on his birthday in the first Ashes Test against the Poms at the Gabba. (Extra points to anyone who understands what that sentence means.)
We're off to dinner courtesy of W and his wife for Christmas in a little bit.
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