Oh, I'm leeeeeaaavin' ON a jet plane! Don't know when I'll be back again...

Ok, that's not true, I know I'll be back on Saturday, but I AM leaving for Pasadena in approximately 5 1/2 hours. I got bumped passed a waiting list of people to attend some stupid class for work. Normally my gypsy soul LOVES to travel for these things, but this time it's stupid 'cause it's last minute, and (while even that doesn't bother me) I have to miss my friend Lisa's wedding for it. I can't even decline the class. If I don't take it I can't get leveled (that's promoted to you and me, kids) and I can't get my yearly raise. My proverbial hands are tied. I usually like my hands tied, but this... not so much...

I get on a plane at 1 o'clock NY time, out of Islip McArthur. I happen to live nanoseconds from that airport, and every time I have to fly for business that fact makes me happy. I'll get to LAX at 7 pm, roughly. I don't even have time to enjoy it in Cali. I have classes on Thursday and Friday, then I get on a plane on Saturday at 8:45am. There was no way I was taking a Red Eye on Friday, I'm WAY to much of a priss... ok, not really. My manager suggested I stay the extra night so I didn't have to suffer a red eye. Things like that never occur to me...

So, off I go. I'm gonna go run now, as the time difference always makes it nearly impossible to work out when I go to these things...

Ta...