The Robot Dialer is sent by the Robot Devil.

Orbitz fail fail fail with fail sauce: without asking markgritter whether he wanted it, they automatically placed an auto-dialer call to remind him of the flight he'd booked through them. Their auto-dialer apparently automatically calls three hours before the flight is scheduled to take off, which does give most people enough time to pack and get to the airport if they'd forgotten. Unfortunately, in this case that made it 4:30 a.m. It turns out that while having the alarm go off at 5:30 is no fun, that last hour of uninterrupted sleep is really rather crucial. Particularly as I knew markgritter had set his cell phone as a backup alarm, and I am not at my mental best at 4:30 a.m. for some reason, so I was not at all sure why markgritter was not getting up. The phone rang, it was time to get up. That was what I knew. And yet I also knew that there was some reason beyond the usual selfishly wanting to keep him that I was not poking him to get out of bed. I just couldn't put my finger on what that reason might be.

I have some things I'd like to get done today. I just don't know how that's going to go with the crazy-tired-brain. If only I could nap well. Blarg.