God. What time is it really? 11 something AM local, a little cold and cloudy. Oh, cool. We're back.... It really is 5AM our time. Oh, groan.
I'm tired.
Come see me.
Jules
@ 2006-10-08 – 10:11:57
God. What time is it really? 11 something AM local, a little cold and cloudy. Oh, cool. We're back.... It really is 5AM our time. Oh, groan.
I'm tired.
Come see me.
Jules
@ 2006-10-08 – 08:30:27
Roger Gatiwick.
101 Juliet Alpha copies ATIS. Copy we are IFR and number three to land behind a 767 heavy, on vectors for landing.
Roger descend and maintain Flight Level 15 to intercept the glidslope, cleared to land.
Roger Approach: Radar contact. Confirm squawking 2057, Contact tower at the outer.
And a good day to you, Sir.
sounds: microphone, approach control: click-click (acknowleged read-back correct, cleared to land.)
FunFlight tracking inboand. Running pre-landing checklists, confirm flaps and slats to 20 degrees, confirm wheels down at the outer marker
It's a lot of fun flying Biz-Jets of this class. I love it. I reaaly do.
Catch you all in a few.
Jules
@ 2006-10-08 – 08:09:49
Well, how could I not
Best,
Jules
@ 2006-10-08 – 08:06:21
And you tell me to wait? For a man I don't know, don't care about, and is most likely too young for me?
Oh, do reconsider, Win.
I am extremely patient, but.... I know what I want. And I'll get it too, if the DreamGirl's of the world stay put....
I am Julie #1 in command of FunFlight
on approch to London's Gatwick,
with win3xp.
P.S. I love this command, and I love you. Period. End of story. Remember that. Ok? Sheesh!
@ 2006-10-07 – 22:56:37
Though we are airborn at the moment, our relief crew is flying just now so I have some time to read.... And read I will, with a thirst I've known only a few times before.
Thanks again, LJ. For being our friends -- and for writing....
I am Julie #1 in command of FunFlight: Airborn
Over the great Atlantic, enroute to England.
@ 2006-10-05 – 06:37:00
I guess I'm glad. It's just as well. There is no way to compete.
But then I don't have to.
I win. Though I'm sorry for the way it had to happen. Life is funny that way.
It is asked often enough:
"Why aren't you married?"
"I am."
"You are?"
"I am."
"To whom?"
"To that wondrously beautiful aircraft out there."
"You are?"
"I am."
"And to the man for whom she flies."
"Oh. Yes? And who would that be?"
"If you don't know, you don't *need* to know."
But I am indeed taken. And that would be the truth.
This man, this command. They are my whole life, and I love them truly and beyond all doubt.
Does he know that?
Yes and no.
But he'll know more when he needs to know it. For now, I will be here. And so will he.
For the man, for whom she flies, and for the mission.
I am Julie #1 In Command of FunFlight Squadron:
Status: Airborn: Rome to New York.
Out.
@ 2006-10-05 – 06:10:02
A thought for the day, from a man of vision and depth.
Julie #1 of FunFlight: Airborn: Rome to New York.
@ 2006-10-05 – 05:55:29
I wish her well.
So now the field is open once again.
I am Julie #1 of FunFlight: Airborn, Rome to New York.
Out.
@ 2006-10-05 – 05:46:25
Join us if you can for our return flight, Rome to New York, direct, non-stop.
While I'm on duty, I don't get to blog much for obvious reasons. Right now, I'm on a mandatory crew-rest break. So I'm free for a little while, though not really long enough.
Hope you're all well and taking good care of my senior team-mate, win.... He means the world to me. He truly does.
Hope to talk to you all again soon.
Julie #1 of FunFlight Squadron: Airborn
@ 2006-10-01 – 11:05:31
Right?
Damn straight!!!!!
The Yanks have landed. Remember that. ![]()
J. Logging out.
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