5:10 AM

Well, unfortunately, there are no Wi-Fi networks that I can reach from my gate here at Tampa International Airport, so I’m writing this entry in Notepad for upload later. It’s abhorrently early in the morning. I was a good doobie and got here about 2 hours before my flight was supposed to take off. Which means, of course, that I breezed right through all of the check-in procedures and security checks. Now I’m at the terminal an hour before my flight is supposed to leave.

Joy.

Thank Blibdoolopoop I have my iPod. The music they are piping over the speakers is REALLY horrid. I heard Elton John belting “Can You Feel The Love Tonight” followed up by a boy band before I managed to get my headphones on. I’m listening to some Guns N’ Roses right now. That’s how bad it is.

Hardly got any sleep last night before leaving. K. and I wanted to get as much time in together as we could before I had to go. This trip will offically mark the longest amount of time we will have spent apart since she moved in last year. Very odd feeling.

She told me last night that she wished I wasn’t going. I understand how she feels. I wish she was going with me. I’m very excited to be going. It would just be more fun if she was along for the ride.

Ooo..Tori Amos on the iPod now. Warning! Introspective writings may erupt as a result.

My work for the current Jobsite season is finally done, and it is time to rest. To say that I am pleased with the results of my work this year would be seriously understating the situation. I cannot recall a time when I have experienced a higher level of satisfaction as a result of my acting, nor have I had the pleasure of working with so many talented individuals. I’ve made new friends, had some great times, and really felt myself grow as an actor and a person.

And I got paid.

How friggin’ sweet is that?

I’ve got my scripts with me for the next season. I plan to finish reading them on this trip. As I said to maladr1n a short while ago, I will be perfectly happy with the results regardless of the number of shows I am cast in. I just like to be prepared in case I’m called up.

Do you know how hard it is to not bop along to good Hip Hop when you’re listening to it in headphones?

I’m going to wrap this up for now. I don’t feel as though I’m writing anything particularly deep, and if the inspiration strikes me I want to have battery power to do so. Later.