I bleed and I bruise, oh, but what's it to you?

Things I learned this week:

I don't like going a whole week without my email.

Cute boys smiling at me on the train is nice.

I need to find some time to go someplace where there's a nice beach and an ocean. Maybe Half-Moon or something.

Having your own hotel room makes the week far more relaxing and less stressfull than sharing it with a stranger.

I have no real idea where nice beaches are in California. But Oregon I still know pretty well.

How to list myself. (I'm now on stand by for a flight to Seattle on the seventh of November.)

There's way more to know about this job, ticketing and reservations and rescheduleing and what not, than I'm prepared to learn.

Coming home is hard. Being home is nice once you're settled.