David left for his new assignment yesterday. Off to the C-130 terminal. We'll see, he may show up at the morning meeting. Although it is pretty hard to be bumped from a Hercules. Ya never know.
The big boss was supposed to come in from Indiana via Dubai on Saturday, but he got bumped. All that cleaning for nothing. It was actually good, nothing makes you clean like having company coming over. We could invite my parents over then I'd really be in a cleaning frenzy. Good thing they used to visit me in college every now and then or my apartment would of never gotten cleaned.
Today is Divisor Dance day back in the real world. E has gone and then off to Chevy's afterward. What I wouldn't give for chips and salsa. And a pena colada with dark rum. Wait, I don't drink. Never mind. Ok, once a year. Usually on a sailboat or in Hawaii, I treat myself. And a sailboat in Hawaii? Fo-get-about-it. It's funny, everyone going on R and R here talks about how drunk they're going to be on the flight home. I have to remind them that, after all this time, one beer in the airport and they'll be fast asleep. Sort of born again light weights.
I sent my Casio watch off to be repaired and they sent it back to me here. That was cool of them but what am I going to do with two watches? Guess I could set one to San Francisco time. But I'm confused enough. Plus I already look like a dork with my "groovy" haircut, so two watches may push me over the edge dork wise. The dorkinator. The dorkmeister. Dork'o rama. Oh man now I'm having High School flashbacks...
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