should

i should be going over the material for the fucking largest test of my graduate school career.

instead, i called air new zealand to see about getting a seat assignment for my trip. it's convoluted as to how it got to that point, but my united flights were changed, and i was messing with the air new zealand itinerary to reflect that, and i remembered how the best boy friend said i should call and get the best seat on the plane. early. like when i got my ticket, not a month before i was leaving.

oh well.
could have, should have, would have.

so i called. and listened to muzak.
it was interesting muzak. i was singing along.

then, the most beautiful voice answered the phone.

a man. in auckland. with a definate kiwi accent.

i am still melting into a small pool of vaginal secretions.

i asked about getting my seat, but because they are switching planes around, and they don't know which one i'll be on, they can't do it at the moment. but he took my request for an aisle, in the front, with a bed (which was a joke... they don't really have seats with beds in steerage, which is where i am for $866usd round trip.)

then he asked if i wanted a special meal. i asked for vegetarian, since i don't like airline meat. with dairy though.

he asked if i needed anything else, and i asked if he was in new zealand right now, which i knew he had to be with such an amazingly sexy accent. he said he was in auckland. i asked about the most simple thing, the one that concerns me most, the weather.
"it's gorgeous today, the sun finally came out and it's about 21, which is good because there is a rugby game tonight, a big one, and i'm going to be there."

heaven.

i let him know it was about 29 today, but the humidity had finally broken, for a bit. i felt so smart that i was able to say it in celsius... my practice in the car has finally paid off! take that mom!

we chit chatted about other things, but i wasn't paying too much attention to anything but the melody of his voice.

i said goodbye and thanked him, and then my phone got all staticky, and he said something, but i couldn't understand it, and i'm sure it was something uniquely kiwi, and i missed it. but that's ok. i have his voice to carry me to bed tonight.

i think i'm going to get into big trouble in new zealand. if they all sound like that, i'm never going to want to leave, and i'm going to be dripping all the time.

perhaps my love is waiting for me there.

perhaps.

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