I want pretties!

[elleflies]

I'm getting really tired of flying out to California only to have to turn right back around.

I leave this afternoon and come back in the early hours of the morning, I have a day off and I do it all over again. Someday (October) I'm going to go out there and actually stay out there for more then three hours!

I figure the only real upside to the whole thing is that whenever we go out there it's cause we're transporting Marines. And according to a First Seargent I talked to, the farther west you go, the prettier they get (apparently those boys are amazingly FINE over in Hawaii and someday I shall have to test this theory of her's in person) but I shall have to console myself with whatever eye candy comes my way...

I still have pleasant thoughts about the one Marine in the back of the plane with the tattoos and the tight t-shirt doing all kinds of stretches to loosen up after a long flight. mmmmmm. *cough* excuse me, I'll be over in the corner drooling...

Anyways, I guess it's the decision I have to make: go to California with pretty boys only to turn back around or go to California on a commercial flight with screaming babies and stay there.

Why can't I have the best of both worlds? why? Why? why?

Comments

[veracity]

*joins you in the drooling corner*

[elrina753.livejournal.com]

Just wait till I tell you about the guy with the muscles and the other guy who put my vest on and took his shirt off...

[veracity]

You suck. I don't like you right now. Pfft!

[elrina753.livejournal.com]

hee!!

The guy with the muscles- OH. MY. GOD. Built. The way that boy filled a t-shirt... *wibbles*

[veracity]

I entirely hate you right now. I've been working since 7:10. I get a two hour so break in the middle of the day, but I still have to go back. All I want to do is sleep.

[elrina753.livejournal.com]

But work. Work is of the YAY!

[veracity]

I am exhausted like whoa. Hit me on AIM and I'll describe the day.