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[24 Dec 2009|10:36am] |
i dont know how christmas eve got here so fast. it sucks being poor, i wasnt able to get anyone anything this year. i have to be at work later but its only from 1:45 til 6 so its actually not bad @ all i dont want to go to my parents house tonight, but its the right thing to do. i get presents from david tomorrow :) :):) sooooo fucking excited :) i got him a drug related gift hahaha i am so in love with this child its intense, he really truly is the sweetest, nicest, funniest most genuine person i've ever met, much less dated. he's the best boy i've ever gone out with. & i appreciate him soooo much & he appreciates me. & we always tell each other how much we mean to each other & we are so polite we always say thank you or your welcome when we compliment each other. i really honestly see myself with him for a long time. i'm so incredible lucky to be in love with him. anyway gabby & me are fighting again like usual, im over her. she had the nerve to call me lazy when i have 2 jobs & go to school, she doesnt even have a job, she lives off of daddy. this was the straw that broke the camels back bc i had strep this week & she made me scream at the top of my lungs bc thats the only way she can hear you over her own screaming. because she doesnt know how to talk rationally and it sucks hardcore. she's just immature & used to getting whatever she wants & she ungreatful. but whatever. she'll learn eventually. this is the longest post i've written in awhile, i kinda miss it actually. i went to a rave on friday last week & it was so crazy amazing intense. i met some of the coolest people in the world, everyone is so friendly & happy & just all around good people. i have to start writing a letter to tiff now time to start the day :)
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[16 Dec 2009|01:31pm] |
I normally don't do this, but something I saw one of my friends post reminded me in a roundabout way of a Mojo Nixon physcobilly song he did back in the day.
"You can't kill me I will not die
Not now not ever-
No never
I'm gonna live a long, long time
My soul raves on forever
Time has come We will not wait
We storm the gates at dawn
Busting out of here
Into the world
Sing our victory song
You can't kill me I will not die
Not now not ever
No never
I'm gonna live a long, long time
My soul raves on forever
(Aim-A-Flame Johnson) I stand alone
Out on the road
I know flesh will rot
But the renegade and crazy free
Will not forgot"
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[15 Dec 2009|10:58pm] |
So, for any who still peruse this antique of the interwebz, I have something in the way of news.
Apparently I have been submitted for an IA. (Individual Agumentee for you civie-types: Basically when members of the Navy get training and go play with the Marines or Army in various hot-spots around the globe.)
My pick of the litter? Afghanistan? Stanistan? Asskrakistan? Danistan? Nah, nothing that exciting. I'm going to Gitmo!
. . . . . For 365 days. Leaving in Feburary even.
Yeah, the wife is loving this news. So if everything gets finalized, I have, barring December, roughly a month and a half to take care of all my command crap back at Oceana before taking leave and managing to find my wife a apartment back in Missourri while moving her back out to the Midwest. She doesnt mind Virgina Beach, but if I'm going to be gone for a year, I'd rather her have a stronger support base with her friends and family and suchforth.
So, part of me is dreading how much crap I have to do between now and then. Part of me is glad at the prospect of doing active work for my Rate again. Part of me is terrified that I'm going to have to relearn everything I've gotten stagnant on due to the medical recovery of the last four years. Part of me knows I'm going to be completely bored out of my mind for a year. And on the whole I'm completely going to be busy and tense and a whole buncha other crap for the next three months. If nothing else, I'll be getting paid extra out the ears. And it's not like I'll be getting shot at in Iraq or the like. (Though friends and family have joked that I would prefer being sent to Afghanistan... And there more'n likely right.)
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[15 Dec 2009|02:44pm] |
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Speed skaters run on water with Katana's strapped to their feet.
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