I’m sitting on the floor of the airport in Omaha, Nebraska as I write this. The keys of my laptop are so worn from many a journey as this one that there ceases to be an E and the S and A are equally as visible.
I’ve spent the last three days here shooting the fights and hanging with the fighters. Although Omaha itself is pretty damn boring, I had a great time hanging out with my many friends in the industry, as well as making new ones.
When I got to the airport, it was absolutely dead and going through security was an absolute breeze. I sat down in the waiting area where thankfully they had the chairs with outlets on them. I just went through and organized the photos from the UFC and the afterparties last night.
I closed my eyes, only for a moment, but the moments gone. All of a sudden as I opened them back up, I heard that the sounds of the airport around me had increased by tenfold.
I have a lot of blogging to catch up on but somehow I get really distracted easily. Right now, I decided to write on my personal site, cruise the internet and myspace to pass the time until the plane takes off. In my defense, I’m uploading photos from last night and that at least counts for something…
I ate all the gummy bears that I had with me so I am havng to make due with skittles at this point.. I yawn; to the point that I have to stop typing lest I make a ton of mistakes…
All I want to do is go to sleep…