3, 2, 1, blast off!


Number of bobby pins in my hair today: 12

New ladders in my pantyhose: 3

Planes I touched: 4

Hours spent learning about Dangerous Goods: 4

Seats on an Airbus A320: 144

Number of days left in initial training: 46

Dernier of regulation pantyhose: 15

Can you tell I have a new job? I’m only 3rd day in, but soon I’ll be checking bags and taking boarding passes and making those annoying calls over and OVER for Mr JONES WOULD YOU PLEASE COME TO YOUR GATE (YOU TWAT).

I’m currently shadowing people and trying to learn as much as I can. Highlights of today include:

  • Passing my dangerous goods exam and adding another card to my passes
  • Spending an hour on the tarmac, where I ended up meeting new faces
  • Lowering the trebble! (cargo lift/rollers vehicle)
  • Driving the push-back vehicle (pushes the plane away from the gate) – well, back and forth in a line, without a plane, of course.
  • Standing underneath (and touching, of course) the Airbus A320.

I’m loving it so far, and I’ll let you know more when I’ve been there longer. But I think I’ve struck a gold job.

(Apologies for my absence of late, another new post this weekend!).

If I told you, I’d have to kill you.


He can fix it.

When I was 8 I wanted to be MacGyver. I wanted to work for him or with him and do all the fancy stuff he did with gadgets.
I used to lie under my Dad’s desk or the coffee table, screwdriver in hand, and pretend to be fixing something really important. It’s a wonder to this day that I didn’t end up becoming a mechanic.

MacGyver was cool. He could do anything with his duct tape and swiss army knife, and he didn’t believe in guns! He looked good with a mullet! He had a nemesis that just didn’t die no matter how many times he blew up! He just ruled. And he used science. I never really cared for science, but MacGyver had the skills to impress me with it.

I once dreamed of being a cop (or secret agent) but that fell over when I reached around 13 and realised that being 5’2 and less than 100lb wouldn’t really make me the right fighting candidate. And besides, what secret agencies are there in New Zealand?

(My childhood was full of shows like these. Quantum Leap was another favourite, because he always helped people, and I always wanted to help people. I wanted to save the world.)

When I got older and discovered La Femme Nikita, I realised that I’d never really get over the secret agent fetish. Nikita cared about everyone, fought against the system, and was such a double-agent at times that I wondered, like everyone else, how she managed to stay alive. I wanted to be able to fight like her, and find my own hot secret agent with a mullet. (Oh wait, is there a theme here? Michael was French, however. That definitely added to the allure). I started to really identify with these shows with strong female characters. I loved (and still love) Scully for her kick-ass attitude and intelligence. She seemed to be the only girl out there kicking butt for us, fighting to save the world and keep her partner in check.

And then came Joss Whedon’s girls. Buffy, Faith, River. Buffy was the hero of her town, saving everyone from vampires and demons, and looking cute/quipping at the same time. Faith had an attitude, but lived life to the full. And River? River was so strong, yet so lost. But she was brilliant, full of power.

We need these shows back. Or we need to create a whole new show, with a new heroine. She can jump through time to save your life. She uses science to save herself and disable the enemy. She has super strength. She can hide on the ceiling, limbs stretched out in support. She wisecracks, yet has vulnerability. And she always saves the day. Yeah, I’d watch that.

The last 5 songs


The last 5 songs on shuffle:

For A Song by Butterfly Boucher: Butterfly is awesome. And yes, that’s her real name. This track is a bonus song on her Flutterby CD, but it’s definitely worth the listen. Chris and I met her when she supported Sarah McLachlan last year, and we were the only ones in the audience cheering loudly like dorks for her. When we met her in the intermission, we gushed like little fangirls over her, and she was pretty neat.

Off the Hook by Barenaked Ladies: I am one of the few devoted Barenaked Ladies fans in New Zealand. Hell, am I the only one? (another good song). Probably. This song has such a catchy beat in the chorus, and Steve’s voice never fails to get a message through. I was very gleeful when I heard this track in the movie Sweet November. Go the Ladies! They need more soundtracks.

Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon: I think this is one of the best songs ever written. In fact, I love this album. I wonder where it is. Anyway, it’s an excellent observation on unrequited love. Do I sound like a reviewer now?

Song for Bernadette by Leonard Cohen (sung by Jennifer Warnes): My friend Randolph sent me Jennifer’s CD of Cohen songs many years ago, and it still gets play every now and then. This is one of those songs that sticks with you, even as it ages. It tells a story with soaring strings, and Jennifer’s voice can portray such subtle emotion.

Falling Free by David Gray: Any song that starts with “All of my senses overthrown, by the might of your skin” can’t be bad. This song is falling in love and having it completely take you over. It’s feeling dizzy and clouded and overwhelmed. It’s gorgeous. It’s the best feeling.

What’s coming up randomly on your iPod lately?

Why the hell this means so much to me


If I recommend one album to you from 2005, it’s this one. I love everything about it. Every song on it. Every subtle nuance of her voice, every simple lyric.

I’m singing her songs most of the day, every day. Just wandering around singing Suddenly I See while I program access keys at work, Other Side of the World while I’m walking to my car, Black Horse and the Cherry Tree in the shower.

Dudes, get it. Or at least listen to it and see if it’s you. It’s just so great.

I can’t believe that I bought the album because I saw the cover and thought it looked like something worth trying. Just wandered over to it in HMV Singapore and decided to take a listen.

I’m so glad I did.

Things I have learned from living alone


1. Leaving lights on when you leave the house in the afternoon means that when you get home at night, you’re not stepping into a dark tomb.

2. The cats are largely irritating.. all the time. They want to be fed at least 4 times a day. One of them attacks me if I walk the opposite way from his food bowl. Yeah.

3. Tight jars can be opened by banging the lid down on a hard surface (thanks Sarah!)

4. Owning a robe is a good idea if you wish to walk from the shower to well, anywhere.

5. You’ll need a box of some sort if you wish to reach your car roof to wash it.

6. It’s perfectly okay to run around the house singing and dancing at 3am. After all, you’re not bothering anyone.

7. Dishes can be left for well, whenever.

8. If you don’t put the bin out on Monday night, you will have the same stinking rubbish for a week.

9. Friends will always visit if you give them the opening. Sometimes they’ll bring food and booze. Those are the good friends.

10. Your vegetable intake will drop unless you cook em. Do you know how to cook vegetables? I didn’t think so.

Money money money


My boss just handed me my bonus slip. It hasn’t been paid in yet, but the letter has a rather large figure in it. I’m getting more than I have calculated for, but I’m not sure how much yet.

I know the gross figure, but I can never figure out how much tax I’m paying. You have to remember your earner levies, etc.

So I think I’m still getting $150 more than I budgeted for. I’m going to put that on my card, but a part of me is screaming