drunk dialing is no longer part of my life.

apparently what has replaced it is getting on the employee intranet system and putting in transfer requests for myself.
while trying to bid for my april schedule i learned that i had been transfered to the international base out of newark.
per my request.

a couple of days ago a co-worker said 'could have been a lot worse. at least you can still live in the same city."

later that day i ran into a friend that informed me that i am not the only one that likes to drunk transfer themselves.
apparently another friend of ours likes to get drunk and transfer himself too. but in his case it didn't work out as well.

his transfer request to cleveland was granted. effective as of april 2. 2008.

last night

i spent a good 15 minutes trying to figure out how to set the alarm on the clock that came with my hotel room. it was touch screen. then another 5 minutes trying to figure out how to make it wake up to the radio. another 3 trying to find a station i wanted to wake up to.

this morning, dark and early, i woke up to a buzzer. i started a cat fight with the clock pressing every button i could trying to turn the damn thing off. i don't know how long i sat there fighting with it before i realized that it wasn't the clock. it was my phone.

my life as of late...

...has been intensely strange and beautiful. full of transformation and emotion.
and gin.
quite a lot of gin.