last night i was at work until 9:00 learning things i already knew–how to use dvis (voice loops) and dnav (mission control workstations), and how to write chit and anomaly reports. {sigh} everyone is asking why i took those classes, but i figure in the long run, it’s probably a good idea to have it on record that i know how to use the mcc applications.
today, however, there are no training academy classes because…it’s safety and health day at jsc. wahoo. actually, it’s not so bad. we don’t really have to do any work and instead, we do things like have a big division breakfast with pancakes (yum, i’m so full right now) and we have speakers and such, and this afternoon there is a 5k fun run/walk out at the gilruth center. i’m going to do it with a bunch of other friends.
though the weather is looking ominous… this morning was one of the weirdest i’ve seen in houston. i was up before dawn for fitness class, and the clouds were (and still are) really low and thick and ominous-looking. the sun began to rise as i drove from gilruth to the main gate and they sky turned a dingy pink color and everything was bathed in this really eerie pink glow. i can’t describe it very well with words, but eerie is the best word for it. it was weird. ominous. like something bad was going to happen. “red sky at night, sailors delight; red sky at morning, sailors take warning.” there’s a flash flood watch in effect all day, and the ground is already thoroughly water-logged from the past 4 days of rain.
i forgot to mention that yesterday as i was driving onsite, the security guard asked to search my car. i let him, of course. random.
also, i remembered that last friday night i ended up hanging out with six guys. just me and six guys. and i realized that i really do like the way that i’m often considered to be just “one of the guys.” even though it means that i’m hardly ever viewed as a true female (i.e. one with the potential to be more than a friend), i have to say, having the status to get drunk on a friday night with six red-blooded guys, and thus see their true nature emerge, is quite a fun thing.
jen keeps meeting people at stanford that know me. the guy from west point, i believe, is john, but i’m not sure.
I MISS STANFORD.
