I wish for nothing but the rain / to fall and wash away

So I had a sim this morning, and it was both good and bad. On the plus side, it was cool to have an actual reason to be in the control center, and to be doing something different. But I just don’t understand all the loop lingo and displays, and was left feeling very confused for most of the time. During the fifteen minutes that I was actually important, Rich was there as well and answered half the questions. And so it goes. I’ll be at the debrief tomorrow with my pretty maps.
All the flight controllers kept asking me “so, where did we land?” It’s a funny question, because there is no clear answer other than “we landed in the ocean, of course.” And open ocean, as far as I know, has no landmarks of note. Though to be most accurate, I guess I should say “our simulated unmanned vehicle broke into approximately a bazillion pieces, 99.9% of which landed along a 1300 nautical mile long, 65 nautical mile wide swath in the south Pacific, east of New Zealand, southeast of Samoa, and due south of French Polynesia.”
Ta daa. I am Footprint Girl. All ye bow down to my knowledge of deadly pieces of spacecraft.
And if that doesn’t work, I decided yesterday afternoon after a discussion on the use of the word “quote” that my other superhero alter-ego will be Grammar Girl. I’ll cover the globe until I rid the world of improper speech and spelling.
Now you can all make fun of me when I type something hideously misspelled. No comments on my bizarre inability to pronounce certain words though; pronunciation is not the same as grammar. 🙂
Tonight: REI with Becca and Jason. Becca, Gavin and Jen decided today to randomly jet off to Colorado for our unexpected three-day weekend, and I’m mad that I can’t go too. Or probably just jealous. I have the triathlon on Sunday though, which I am looking forward to, so things will be ok.