Jet-lagged in cheeseland

So here i am sitting alone in a hotel room in Madison, Wisconsin, where Selenasol has officially corrected me over yahoo that Wisconsin is known as cheeseland, not cowland.

Should i be amused that the first thing i am told upon arriving in Wisconsin is that the World Dairy Convention is behind held in town , RIGHT NOW? God forbid.

Forgive the slight sarcasm. Had one of the worst flights ever. 17 hours to LAX on the new SQ airbus. Nice economy plus seats. Good snacks. Room to stretch. Good deal right? Not when you're in the 2nd row behind 2 kids screaming literally non-stop the entire flight. What capped the whole experience was when they fell asleep just as the lights came on.

To top it off, we had a 7 hour layover in LA cos the people arranging the trip were told to ensure no missed connections, resulting in a red-eye 3 hour flight from LA to Chicago.

So my body clock is all messed up, and my stomach and brain and body are telling me many things. Stay up! Sleep! Eat! Run around! Be goofy! Well, guess that's not too different from how i normally behave anyway :)

oh well, meetings tomorrow, so i should get to bed now. 5 more days till H. and I get to visit Gimble, which will be fun.

Ajantis is lagging the jet, or jagging the lag.