That on avail that I wrote about yesterday... well, I was right. It wasn't a booking. Today's the 28th. I found out what I predicted I would find out: it wasn't a booking.
Is my name Larry, or Cassandra?
Once again, the on avail was just that: an on avail.
See? It's not that I'm a pessimist. It ended up being exactly what I thought it was... what it ALWAYS is... which is why I was happy, but not excited. Smart me.