Thursday, March 3, 2005

off reserve, finally!

It’s 2:18pm and I’m waiting at the airport for my trip... I’m finally off reserve!!! Had I not buddy bid with kassy, I would have gotten a hard line yet I got a build-up. They’re basically the same except for the fact that on a build-up you get what everyone else drops or otherwise didn’t want.

I’m not complaining, though, because, one, most of my layovers are in florida or somewhere in the south. Two, I don’t have to worry about being called to the airport for a two hour report. I know my schedule for the whole month.

Did I mention my pay also increased by two bucks, too? Yeah, it did.

I’ll be in west palm tonight, which is where I’ll finally post all these journal entries since I’ve been moving. I haven’t had a layover to use the internet at the hotel and have yet to have it connected in my loft, so... I also have to respond to the more than one hundred emails I have in my inbox, too. Whew.

The loft is so awesome! I don’t have all the walls painted quite yet. Most are painted, just in need of trimming. Kassy called the dining/living room the rainbow room. Not sure why, since they’re only two colors in there. There’ll be three, four if you count the two shades of green. Oh well, I like it.

She did, however, love my bedroom. Most people do. : ) haha. I have various shades of brown in there, to match my bedroom suite, which is mocha. I think I like it best, too, although my living room is nice.

We brain stormed for art, too, and decided that a flaming tennis ball I drew a while back will be enlarged – very large – and on several pieces of canvas. Some wide, some thin and spaced slightly apart at various heights on the main wall. I think it’s going to look awesome, especially since my walls are tennis court green. Pictures later. It’ll make sense, then. Sorry, though, I don’t take outside clients. I won’t help you paint. I’m tired of it – my walls are twelve feet tall.

It’s amazing who and what you see at the airport. Especially when people don’t realize you’re watching. I’m really not now since I am typing... but I catch of glance of everything ever once in a while.

Hmm... I’m trying to think of what else has gone on in my life lately. I cleaned the loft yesterday and finally unpacked most of my things. I have to go through my clothes to see what I can do without. I have too much shit. Something like a hundred t-shirts, half of which I never wear.

I just finished the king of torts, one of my favorite author john grisham’s latest books. It, like all the rest, was awesome although I thought the ending could have been a little better, maybe not as abrupt. This book was very clever in the way in which in entwined love, law and scandal. Definitely recommended!

I’m listening to josh groban as I type... it’s amazing to me the voice he has. When god was giving out talent, sometimes I believe he overlooked me. I can’t sing. Can’t play an instrument. Not athletically talented. I can talk, though. I love to be around people and make friends. That’s about my only talent, I think. Just no medals for all that. (Totally random, I know)

Five minutes until boarding. Must go now.

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