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One hundred eleven days to go
Jan. 9th, 2003 05:20 pmBecause my journal is in read-only mode, this post keeps getting longer and longer and longer. It started as just the simple posting of flight times. But now, enjoy the hour's worth of rambling this has become.
Salsa Verde Doritos taste weird. They don't taste much like real salsa verde and there is a strange, sweet tang to it. It must be the same thing they use on Lime Tostitos. I can't stand to eat those because they taste too sweet. I find chips interesting. I want to work at Frito Lay and come up with new Dorito flavors, and new chip lines. I think it would be fun. This probably goes back to that field trip we took to the Frito Lay factory in kindergarten.
Though I did just email my resume to another promising lead. But they are all promising, so that gets depressing because nothing has happened yet. Every day, another one. I keep trying. It is getting a bit annoying to have people make sarcastic comments about it. Next week, I might have to go to the temp agencies, even though I dread that. Morbid memories of the last experience.
But to cheer myself up as I wander around cleaning the apartment a bit at a time, I will look at my flight details. I don't mind the changing planes mid trip, because somehow that makes it a bit more bearable and less strange to walk out of one world and into another. Airports are weird and interesting. There's a stop on the way home, but I don't have to change flights.
Departure
Departing: Austin Bergstrom Intl. Airport (AUS) Wed, 04/30/03, 4:42PM
Arriving: Saint Louis Lambert Field (STL) Wed, 04/30/03, 6:45PM
Departing: Saint Louis Lambert Field (STL) Wed, 04/30/03, 7:53PM
Arriving: New York John F Kennedy Intl. (JFK) Wed, 04/30/03, 11:23PM
Return
Departing: New York John F Kennedy Intl. (JFK) Tue, 05/06/03, 5:52PM
Arriving: Austin Bergstrom Intl. Airport (AUS) Tue, 05/06/03, 10:53PM
I'm trying to remember if JFK was the airport we went through the first time I went to New York. There was that glorious swoop over the biggest city I had ever seen, and those briliantly tall buildings grasping the sky. We ate lunch down near the World Trade Center, visited a church and then went down there to marvel. I sat on the edge of the fountain and watched the pigeons. When I saw on the news how they had found the sphere crushed in the rubble I sat down on the living room floor and cried all over again. I remember is standing in line with my poster of Madame X and sobbing, and Patrick standing near the gate, waving goodbye. Back when you could still go to the gate with someone. It makes me sad, how the nightmares took away very small things like that. Like how I will never be able to look at a plane flying over the city without the memory.
Those things keep getting bigger too. Like the Appeals Court ruling today that declaring people "enemy combatants" means even if you are a citizen you have no rights. Nothing. They don't even have to bring charges. God help us, what are we doing?
I like to walk in the afternoon when the clouds are written in a narrow hand haphazard above. Warm enough to be early summer I think, except that the air smells different. Another sign that the world is on the way to hell, I'm sure. I sweated a bit on the walk back and wished for carrots to feed to the shy shaggy ponies next door. Some man in a Ford F150 wolf whistled at me and I burst out laughing, because here I am in dirty jeans and my hair tangled and pulled back after a shower. Hardly the picture of sexiness I imagine Mr. Truck looking for, and a bit more like a tag along to Sauroman's armies.
I want to see Russian Ark more than anything else I've seen a preview for yet. This is the first feature film ever shot in one take. It is the longest continuous shot in history, beating out the epic, gut wrenching opening sequence of the Czech film Diamonds of the Night. Shot in 33 rooms of the Hermitage in St. Petersburg, it uses 2000 actors, three live orchestras and spans some 300 years of Russian history. Which, coincidentally, is how old the Hermitage will be this year. Amazing, amazing. The site says it is playing in New York right now, and it has a date for Dallas. I might even drive to Dallas to see this.
Salsa Verde Doritos taste weird. They don't taste much like real salsa verde and there is a strange, sweet tang to it. It must be the same thing they use on Lime Tostitos. I can't stand to eat those because they taste too sweet. I find chips interesting. I want to work at Frito Lay and come up with new Dorito flavors, and new chip lines. I think it would be fun. This probably goes back to that field trip we took to the Frito Lay factory in kindergarten.
Though I did just email my resume to another promising lead. But they are all promising, so that gets depressing because nothing has happened yet. Every day, another one. I keep trying. It is getting a bit annoying to have people make sarcastic comments about it. Next week, I might have to go to the temp agencies, even though I dread that. Morbid memories of the last experience.
But to cheer myself up as I wander around cleaning the apartment a bit at a time, I will look at my flight details. I don't mind the changing planes mid trip, because somehow that makes it a bit more bearable and less strange to walk out of one world and into another. Airports are weird and interesting. There's a stop on the way home, but I don't have to change flights.
Departure
Departing: Austin Bergstrom Intl. Airport (AUS) Wed, 04/30/03, 4:42PM
Arriving: Saint Louis Lambert Field (STL) Wed, 04/30/03, 6:45PM
Departing: Saint Louis Lambert Field (STL) Wed, 04/30/03, 7:53PM
Arriving: New York John F Kennedy Intl. (JFK) Wed, 04/30/03, 11:23PM
Return
Departing: New York John F Kennedy Intl. (JFK) Tue, 05/06/03, 5:52PM
Arriving: Austin Bergstrom Intl. Airport (AUS) Tue, 05/06/03, 10:53PM
I'm trying to remember if JFK was the airport we went through the first time I went to New York. There was that glorious swoop over the biggest city I had ever seen, and those briliantly tall buildings grasping the sky. We ate lunch down near the World Trade Center, visited a church and then went down there to marvel. I sat on the edge of the fountain and watched the pigeons. When I saw on the news how they had found the sphere crushed in the rubble I sat down on the living room floor and cried all over again. I remember is standing in line with my poster of Madame X and sobbing, and Patrick standing near the gate, waving goodbye. Back when you could still go to the gate with someone. It makes me sad, how the nightmares took away very small things like that. Like how I will never be able to look at a plane flying over the city without the memory.
Those things keep getting bigger too. Like the Appeals Court ruling today that declaring people "enemy combatants" means even if you are a citizen you have no rights. Nothing. They don't even have to bring charges. God help us, what are we doing?
I like to walk in the afternoon when the clouds are written in a narrow hand haphazard above. Warm enough to be early summer I think, except that the air smells different. Another sign that the world is on the way to hell, I'm sure. I sweated a bit on the walk back and wished for carrots to feed to the shy shaggy ponies next door. Some man in a Ford F150 wolf whistled at me and I burst out laughing, because here I am in dirty jeans and my hair tangled and pulled back after a shower. Hardly the picture of sexiness I imagine Mr. Truck looking for, and a bit more like a tag along to Sauroman's armies.
I want to see Russian Ark more than anything else I've seen a preview for yet. This is the first feature film ever shot in one take. It is the longest continuous shot in history, beating out the epic, gut wrenching opening sequence of the Czech film Diamonds of the Night. Shot in 33 rooms of the Hermitage in St. Petersburg, it uses 2000 actors, three live orchestras and spans some 300 years of Russian history. Which, coincidentally, is how old the Hermitage will be this year. Amazing, amazing. The site says it is playing in New York right now, and it has a date for Dallas. I might even drive to Dallas to see this.