Beating the clock

boredom is fucking AWESOME. that being said as well as I possibly could, i will restate it. being bored is pretty damn awesome, because it allows me to discover really fun and awesome things. the internet is so great in so many ways, and of course, hateful and mean and sad in others.

but when the internet is awesome. holy smokes is it ever awesome!

Awesome things about the internet super highways

• really cool art that makes me smile
• incredible pictures that make me want to get out and visit the world
• really cool toys that I would rob banks to buy (coughtransformerscough)
• easy ways to stay in touch with those that I love
• LIGHTS!!!

UNawesome things about the internet

• shitcocks. assholes that think because they are anonymous, they can escape blame and consequence
• evil shit. there are psychos every where it seems.

On the whole, the internet to me has been a great tool of learning, connection and useless information. and honestly i dont know what I would do if I lived in an age where we didnt have this great web of information pulling us all together. so in closing

Internet = PUREAWESOME!!

Some people are stupid enough to believe that they truly, truly know everything.

That attitude makes people want to smash people’s faces. Flat out, it makes me want to pop whole faces. WHOLE FACES.

It’s a prevalent attitude in the army these days. Makes a person happy to be around right. Yeah! I know I’m right. There is nothing better than dealing with assholes that KNOW EVERYTHING, absolutely everything. And they are never ever wrong. So they are so easy to speak to, and work with, and they don’t make anyone want to modify a car to have working flamethrowers with which to burn their enemies all to dust.

DUST, DUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSST!!

It’s not that I can’t do anything right. It’s that I am not allowed to be right. At all. About anything.

Ever.

No shit. They actually told us that they were about to send us back to fucking Iraq next year.

and the title is the only appropriate response in my eyes.

back to iraq?? are you fucking kidding me?? arent we supposed to be gone. arent we supposed to be done. arent we supposed to fucking NOT BE THERE ANYMORE.

I find this to be unacceptable.

The weekend has gone, well, it has gone besides that one little point that we found out yesterday. of all things that we found out yesterday that was the one that made the biggest impact. and it made me want to kick someone in the head.

Other than that…..

Reasons next week shall sucks

• The heat will be horrifying. someone will die
• The lack of co-ordination that characterizes B CO
• The stupidity of this training
• The stupidity of my young soldiers

Reasons next week wont be so bad

• One week closer to being home
• One week closer to getting out of Georgia permanently
• My pay should be fixed
• The house will again have people in it
• I may be able to stop living out of a bag for a minute

And that is a synopsis of the coming craek. Yeah, I made that with word science. Its a combo of crap and week. SCIENCED!

Thieving titles.

Morning. Such a lovely thing right? Not really. This morning was a smasher. Ran sooooooooooooo many sprints.

Soooooooooooooo many.

It’s what keeps us lean and hungry though, so this is a good thing. After being dry for almost 8 years, last night I had a drink.

Odd, it’s like my tolerance never went away.

I’m American, and Americans can do anything because were Americans who do American things in American ways on American soil with Americans. America america america america.

Had to get that out of my system.

Its not really, but I have had way too many sodas. and i have been listening to lights and playing solitare and fighting the urge to punch my computer.

its taken a lot of punishment and it couldnt take a hit more. it honestly couldnt.

Today was kind of long day too, even though it was short? does that make any sense at all? I dont think so and I wrote the shit. thats a sad sad fact. its almost like i cant type anything that makes sense right now. I am ussually so good at this too.

I have to start getting mean.

thats about the only thing that is going to solve the attitude problem that I have been seeing at work lately. some in the upper echelons of army command have said that discipline has pretty much gone out the window. I couldnt argue with that statement if I wanted to. so, hence me getting mean.

its not me though. its truly not me. for these reasons…

• I am way too relaxed
• I dont even really yell much
• I would rather go with the flow

and that is why its hard. Ive gotten used to working the way that I do. Change is hard no matter what kind it is. Ive learned that fact for sure.

But it’s what I do these days. 10 years ago, never saw my world being like this.

The world got fucking strange ya hear.

Of course in some ways things never change. 10 years ago I was still a soldier. I was still a potty mouth. I still had the memory of an 80 year old.

On with the DAY DAY!!

This week went pretty quick ya know. Honestly it went way too fucking fast. A lot of the week was a blur for me, especially at work.

Which when we didn’t do SHIT makes no sense. None.

I dunno. This day has been odd too. All I did was watch people play NCAA 12. Such a super exciting way to spend the day, you know. I of course was able to illustrate how the day went with pictures, which is fun.

The day is about done for this guy though.

Squirrels. The meth addicts of the animal kingdom.

For real, squirrels are fucking crazy, they run and jump and act like total maniacs. They aren’t on anything obviously, but oh my god they act as if they are.

Seriously leaping like psychos. It’s choice.