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Current mood:  lethargic
It can stop raining any day now. 3 weeks solid. I don't even believe the sun exists any more. Three weekends where I was supposed to go out and meet/hang out with girls, shot to hell. I'm supposed to go up to the aquarium this weekend, but I'm sure it will be raining so much that the car will fly off of the road and I'll be killed...which will be perfect, seeing as I'm supposed to go diving Monday.
I'm really ready to get off the island. I like it enough here, but without a vehicle to get around and the ability to stay out as long as you want, this place really leaves alot to be desired. It's like Jacksonville, but I don't understand anything the locals are saying. One would think that after spending this much time over here, you'd get to know the language, which would be true if it were possible to get off base at any point.
I guess it's just one of those weeks for me. I've got zero motivation and I think it's because of the weather. I just want to lay in bed for one whole day...or until the sun comes back out.
Oh, and the new job as the supply clerk at the shop...sucks. I'm getting good at it, but the more I deal with parts order worksheets and DPRs and DMPs and mechanics, the more I realize that I need out of this field. If I re-enlist in this MOS or anything even remotely related to this job field, I honestly think that all of my soul, along with most of my brain, will die. God bless ya if you can handle this type of work (I know Nels is gonna hate me for trashtalking mechs) but I find it the most monotonous, repetitve work in the world.
If you haven't bought "Broken Boy Soldiers" by The Raconteurs, you're missing out. If you've heard "Steady As She Goes" and haven't found yourself involuntarily tapping your foot, it's because you're actually dead.
Did I just manage to get through this entire blog posting without swearing? I think I did. I was sitting around, reading this stuff when it dawned on me that my mom reads this, and I have no idea who else, but I'm sure they aren't as appreciative of how I choose to flavor my writing. I realize that most of you don't care, but I'll try to keep it pretty clean for those of you who want to read my blog and not be turned off by liberal use of the f-bomb.
Hmmm...what other things are floating around inside my head? I can't believe that Mike is thinking about getting back in. I haven't heard from Heather in a while, and I'd like to, so if you're reading this Heather, lemme know you're still alive. I promise I'll write back. The new X-Men move was awesome, and at the same time, it left me kinda empty inside. Perhaps because Wolverine had to...just kidding. I'm not going to give anything away to the 6 of you who haven't seen the movie yet. If you do go and see it, however, make sure you stay through the credits. You'll be well rewarded.
I wish that I could write more...but it's just that boring here. I don't feel like boring you with tales of field day or mindless internet searches, watching movies and going to bed early. I figure the only person who should be depressed with my situation right now should be me.
On a positive note, I've only got 3 months to go. If any of you reading this know my mom, let her know that this one is safe to read.
hellshitdamn...
1:24 AM
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