Wednesday, April 28, 2010

And that's how Cindy died.

I came home from work this afternoon to find a spider has taken up residence by my hamper. I stared at him for a minute, not wanting to let him out of my sight, but not wanting to have to get closer in order to kill him. Resigned, I grabbed a nearby shoe.... and the spider ran for cover.

Intelligent insects are invading. This cannot be good.

Monday, April 5, 2010


Please add to the previous List of Lost Things: my phone.

For 28 hours, I felt naked and scared. Now I'm back to my old phone, which sadly lacks the internets I've gotten so used to. Alas.

On the plus side, I found out you can text people from the internet, and my Razr not only allows me to be emo again, but also has TETRIS.

So there's that.

Saturday, April 3, 2010


So far in my time as a flight attendant, I have lost/hotels have gained:
- one watch (I later recovered it, though)
- one pillowcase
- one awesome razor
- one white t-shirt, slightly smelly

That's not much, really, considering I've been doing this for a year and a half. I always feel sad when I remember the things I've left behind, though.

I also often wonder how many hours I've exchanged. I often spend the night in different time zones, occasionally even three different time zones during one four-day trip! Am I losing hours of my life, or gaining? Or does it all manage to even out eventually?

These are the thoughts that plague me.