Is it Legal?

Chasing the Last Unicorn

2008-08-01T17:41:44Z

These are campers hands.

So... I went camping with Clay and his parents. That was interesting. I didn't bring a damn thing, which would typically equal fail, but... I got to wear a lot of Clay's clothes and use his toothbrush. He says I look good in them. And he says I look beautiful without makeup. I think he wins at this game. (Shit. I just lost the game.) He's my favorite bed condiment.

We saw the stars, and they were absolutely fucking amazing. He fed me cashews one at a time, by putting them on the tip of my tongue. And he makes me eat a bite of everything of his. He appreciates the fact that he can do the things he does with me... and he was so grateful just for the fact that I got to go camping with him. Even though the ATV didn't work, and he was in a less-than-good mood because of it... he didn't take it out on me. He's DEFINITELY not afraid of PDA... and it's getting to the point where every time he does something, and I look at him... it actually physically hurts not to be able to tell him that I love him. I'm so scared of ruining this. So very afraid.

I went to a punk show with him last night. Krum Bums, Whole Wheat Bread, and GBH. Jesus. All the metal shows I've been to, I've not seen such a small amount of people with such a huge fucking pit. Clay got his eye split open, but he made the best of it. I actually had a lot of fun. I'm pretty sure when I kissed him, I probably ended up with decent amounts of his blood, and other guys' sweat in my mouth... but fuck it. He had so much fun there, it was amazing.

Tonight we're not doing zombies, but we're definitely going to the movie. Mouse will probably be bummed at that, but... maybe not wearing makeup will keep me from breaking out - it's been pretty bad lately, maybe this is why.

I've never met a guy I've been so in sync with. This is amazing - I've finally found my Slott.

berial @ 2008-01-14T12:10:00

2008-01-14T19:12:31Z

So. Tiffany's pregnant again. Supposedly with Mike's kid, again.

For the first time in my life, I'm seriously debating ending this pathetic excuse for life. Too bad I'm not stupid enough to actually follow through.

I really fucking hate my life.

berial @ 2007-10-24T15:27:00

2007-10-24T21:28:24Z

I want to shoot my fucking face off. Randy, this is what you were so jealous of.

Go ahead and do the stupid thing.

2007-10-24T09:18:30Z

Well here it is. Fell head over heels for no fucking reason again. This just in:

you know lee i been thinking i think we should take a break from each other for a while. because im starting to feel like even though it is untitled that we are in a relationship thats what has been bothering me all this time but i didnt want to tell you because i dont want to lose you as a friend....... just until i can start thinking normal again

You won't lose me as a friend. =) um... just don't push me away and avoid me like you do to other people sometimes, okay? that's why I asked you last night if it bothered you, me always sleeping with you, and hanging out with you all the time. So I probably shouldn't spend the night for a while, hmm?

probebly not i mean i dont want to creat any auqward moments or anything i know we are both going to the halloween party this sunday so no auqward moments please....... besides why would i push you away you are one of the coolest people i know

Well thanks, I guess.
Do you still want to hang out tomorrow for a while, or do you kind of not want to hang out for a few days until the Halloween party? I mean, it's up to you, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, you know?

probebly not for a few days......... i really need to start thinking on the right path before i end up doing something stupid, you have no i dea how much stress this has been putting on me

This is where it gets exciting:
Well I'm at least glad you let me know, before I started really irritating you and getting on your nerves.
And I know you don't need any more stress, quitting smoking and everything.
I just have one question... you really don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable... even though just reading it will probably make you uncomfortable.
Is this the kind of deal where you just need a break for a while, and then we pick up where we left off, maybe try a relationship someday, maybe not... or is it the kind of thing where you really don't like me "like that", and you never will, and I should just move on, think of you as *only* a friend... find another guy, stuff like that...?
Like I said, you don't have to answer right away... but it's just something I'd like to know some day soon, so I can do the right thing and not irritate the hell out of you when I do something.

i see you more as a friend

Funny that this could make me cry harder than finding out Carol was dead. I love how people say "I don't want to get into a relationship because I don't want to hurt you" when you're already past the point of having given a person your heart and soul. And bloody fucking irony that I just bought a dozen roses to watch them die.

Since when does 2 weeks = forever?

2007-10-06T14:57:40Z

He's known for two weeks now that I "like" him.

I wonder if he knows like is forever?

I spend every night with him for at least an hour, and most of the time, I spend whole nights with him.

I feel good in his arms, and he actually feels good in mine.

I want the world to know

2007-10-05T15:32:41Z

Yep, it's love.

There's no better feeling than knowing that you're sleeping next to the man that you want to wake up next to for the rest of your life. When you put your arm around him, and he pulls you closer... that's what life is all about.

And yeah. I'm willing to wait forever, even for "maybe".

When it happens... it happens.

2007-05-27T02:15:30Z

It finally dawned on me that my recent interest in any guy has been a subconscious distraction from Kevin... I'm looking for other guys, to take my mind off of him. Rejection is a wonderful thing.

So, one of the worse things I've done lately, was partied with a bunch of guys from my unit. Of course, I was the only one that didn't show up with my girlfriend. MY BAD.

In the process, Slaughter, who I'm so very slightly attracted to, decided that he wants to be my friend, and even worse, his girlfriend absolutely adores me. Trusts me completely. She's only 19. Tonight, they want me to go with them to one of her friend's birthday parties... hello? I just met her! Well. I have no idea where any of this is going, and I'm not sure I want to know.

Life would have been so much easier if Kevin wasn't such a douche. How come I always fall for the guys that don't want anything to do with me?

Even still, this time I fell too damn hard.

Yay for uneventful days.

2007-05-06T09:48:58Z

Literally. No issues whatsoever.

Randy, my other half, took me downtown to check out The Shelter. Well. Yay for Cinco de Mayo... fuckers. And the rain. Well, I guess we had fun hanging out anyway - we always do.
Sean called out of nowhere. I seriously didn't know whether he had my number. He gives killer back massages though. Indeed.

And that's all. Really - zero drama is relieving. Now I must finish my school workings.

I don't know why...

2007-03-08T15:36:08Z

I still post here, despite the fact that I know you people are too lazy to read a fucking paragraph or two. Furthermore, Randy's the only one that posts, and only sometimes. So here's the only reason I can think of - I do it for myself. I suppose it's partially my fault I have no friends on here, but I don't care for people to know my personal life. I had you people because I fucking cared, and fuck you all for deciding that it wasn't enough.

Thanks for not keeping in touch offline too, you fucking pricks.

My life is going great - I thought I'd tell you, since you didn't care to hear it. I'm HAPPY without having to deal with YOUR fucking problems in addition to my own. I got out of Idaho, which is more than I can say for you. AND that's just ONE of my achievements.

...Mostly, I wish you all mercy, if you ever try to contact me again.

Ultimate Update

2007-03-02T22:18:44Z

"I'm looking for donations to help support the Colorado State Fraternal Order of Police"
"Yeah, well I hope all the police get shot."
"Sir, this also helps support a child ID program to locate missing children."
"Well good - I fucking hate children too. I hope they all get shot!"

"Hey, is Mr. Smith available?"
"He just died a while ago."
"~~...shit,~~ I'm so sorry..."
"So what did you need?"
"I was wondering if you'd like to make a donation to..."
"We're just getting over funeral bills, and now doctor bills - we just found out I have cancer..."

"Hi! My name is Danielle Sieben..."
"Get off my fucking line!"
"Sir, the Colorado State Fraternal Order of police..."
"Are you fucking stupid??"
"No sir, I'm just..."
"Leave me ALONE, you COCKSUCKERS!!

Yes... that's actually how the calls go. I can't believe I haven't quit yet, and here's the reason: I enjoy the people I work with.

Boss:
Shocky: Yeah... he's the boss. This is his last name... that's how it sounds, I don't know how it's spelt. He calls me Chichi, after MALE chihuahua that he used to have. He says that I have that shy-at-first but then in-your-face personality. He says that I have the ability to be $5 above the room average.

Supervisors:
Thaddeus: He's kind of good-looking in a hippyish way. Three-foot long hair, and 5 inch goatee. Hero to the max - he backs this cause 100%, and will back anyone else that backs the cause also. He appreciates hard workers, and he loves getting involved in stories. Not a morning personality... sometimes hungover. He'll be the boss when Shocky leaves.
Steven: Ultra-good-looking. Player. Top-seller. He's actually helped me out a lot since the time I've been there. He's one of those people that you strive to impress. He doesn't get sales by being a douche - mucho charisma. A ladies' man, and therefore, to be treated with caution.
Wallace Hall: An older man, mid-forties. He was the man who taught the last interview/class. Again, mucho charisma. Very attractive for an older man. Chauvinistic. Cynic. Very intimidating, in your face, entertaining. Our personalities feed off of each other.

The kids that I actually work with are entertaining and good looking also. There's some Kenny kid who stalks and irritates the hell out of me. He always asks me if I'm mad at him, and I want to punch him. Other than that, the guys are decent looking, and decent personality.

This place has a LOT of potential for keeping me happy when it comes to people I work with, but the job itself slays me. I just got my first paycheck today, and it was barely over 100$. It didn't have full hours on it, so when I get my next paycheck, it'll be mondo-higher. I'm excited, to a certain extent. It still wears me out tough.

A new dawn.

2007-03-02T13:50:32Z

In an attempt to shield my eyes from the sudden light, I looked away from the switch. Logic tells me that the switch is on the wall, and most sources of light come from the center of the room... but logic eludes me often. I stared right into the light as I turned the switch.

A life in the day of...

2007-01-07T10:49:56Z

...a loser.

Really... I sat and played videogames. If that's enough, I was actually SAD because I finished Final Fantasy XII... sad because it was over, sad because despite the fact that its ending was the best I've seen, it was the shittiest FF I've played, sad because I gave up on trying to do many of the side quests. That's why I'm a loser.

So, not only did I finish FF12, but I went ahead and played Bouncer. And beat it. It was cute, but meant to be more of a multi-player fighter. Story line was minimal, maybe about an hour or so to play through. It was cute though, I suppose.

Tomorrow, I'll... play...... Dragon Quest VIII(?)

Scared to fail much?

2007-01-04T23:27:05Z

So I finally did it... I went to FRCC and now I have something like a class schedule. I'll be going for 18 credits this semester, which is a bit intimidating. What am I talking about!??! I'm scared shitless. I'm half convinced that I need to drop one class, but ...FUCK that half ;) Really. Am I the kind of person to back down when something 'can't be done'? hahaha... HELL NO.

I'll just sweat bullets until I find out that I can actually hack it. It's not like it's the first time in history someone took a full schedule... maybe it just wasn't a great idea to do that my first time around.

Do know though, that this is something weighing heavily on my mind right now; don't expect much communication until I get into the swing of things... if I ever do at all.

With this, I let 2006 go.

2006-12-31T04:29:53Z

What a year full of life.

I had written so much on here, but I can sum it up in a few words:

R Nelson Jones
Kuwait
Corpus Christi, Texas
Spring Vacation
Mike
Sister's Graduation
Jacksonville, Florida
Concord, California
Mike
Turning 21
Seattle, Washington
Mike
Colorado
Mike
Randy
Friends.
Friends.
Family.
Friends.

I love you guys who have been here for me.

berial @ 2006-11-28T18:26:00

2006-11-29T00:26:35Z

Life hasn't been this good in a long time. I can finally enjoy being me again, with people I love, in an environment that I love. Good family, great friends, and even better times.

I played the drums for the first time ever last Sunday. I pretty much suck, but I have to start somewhere. It was fun as all hell.

Hanging out with Randy has been a blast, as has going to the band practices, shopping, hanging out, and everything else we've been doing.

Ugh. So I go to Idaho tomorrow for a week. It'll be fun, yeah? I'm going out tonight to play pool with Randy and Josh, maybe more people. One could hope, right? The Friday after I get back, Josh promised me drunken karaoke.

I really should get his cheesecake.

I forgot to call Kevin for Thanksgiving. I'm fired.

49ers vs DMB

2006-09-10T07:14:46Z

All in all, I don't suppose California has been a bad experience for me, I've been to a few concerts, and seen a few bands. Yesterday was fun, the show was great. Megadeth used a couple of pyros, so it was fun. Opeth was probably my favorite band that played, and of course, Arch Enemy was decent too. I WAS going to go to a Dave Matthews Band concert today, but the tickets are all sold out. Bummer. Dave puts on a good show. That, and I would have LOVED to call Jeff to rub it in his face, like he did me - "Hey Sieb - do you know where I am?" "I don't know, I'm at a 49ers game..." "I'm at a DMB concert" "...oh... that sure beats the 49ers."

About a month and a half, and I'll be done with ALL the BS. Yay.

Not quite what I thought it'd be...

2006-08-15T04:51:27Z

My computer is still crapping out, barely holding on. It's probably about time to buy a new one, but I'm still going to hold off as long as I can. I'm cheap like that. The internet here sucks anyway, I can't load pictures. I can't play my PS2 because they have plastic little plugs blocking the holes. (...yes, I DID drag it all the way down here...) So, between a computer that doesn't work and a PS2 that doesn't work, I'm unsure what to do with my life for the next 2 weeks.

Of course, I have a rental car, but I have no idea where the fuck I am. I almost got lost on the way home today. I almost couldn't even get the car, since I'm only 20. Yay for military orders. I have a Cobalt LS, whatever that means. I'd 'google' it, but I don't suppose it does me much good without pictures. Damn this computer.

It looks like I can still take online correspondent courses. Life may go on after all. I can take classes on anything from IT to Leadership Development (haha) to Foreign Languages.

At work, I'm falling into the problem of not knowing who to report to - who makes my hours, and who tells me what my job is. I had the same problem in Jacksonville, but it wasn't as bad - I wasn't there by myself. I figure that military should stick with the military, so I'll listen to the Sergeant when something conflicts with what the civilians tell me. I can't log on to a computer in the office, so that limits the work I can do. Of course, there really isn't going to be a mission until the week after I leave... I have no idea what I'm doing here now. What's new.

I heard there are supposed to be a bunch of privates coming in that I'm supposed to take charge of... that should be interesting, to say the least. I'm the youngest person in the office, and there's a good chance I'll be younger than most of the privates. ...it's just the job, I guess.

Driving around in California is kind of intimidating, but I'll take this opportunity to get over my dislike of driving. I was afraid to drive home on my own. I followed MAJ Griffin in to work today, so that wasn't really a problem. On the way home, I had a choice to wait for him to finish meetings so I could follow him again, or I could do it myself. I think normally I would have decided to wait for him, at the expense of my personal time... I need to stop depending on other people to be there for me. I decided to do it alone. I had to double back a few times, but I eventually made it. Yay for me (note the slight sarcasm).

Claire Danes

2006-07-26T03:13:00Z

Well here it is - the night before my trip to Cali. Yes. No. I won't be going.

We were working on the ship today, and they put a cease on vessel activity. It had been listing to one side terribly. I figure, ...Ok, too many helos on one side, just put some more on the other side, and it'll balance itself out. Think it was something that easy? No. There's a fucking hole 2x3 ft in the hull, down by the rudder. I could fit through that damn thing! How did they not know about it? You'd figure there'd have to be some kind of drag or something on it that they would have been able to notice during it's last sail.

So here's what we do about it - we offload ALL the 600-something pieces off this ship, and push it out, pull another ship in, and start loading again. Apparently Forgy thinks that none of this can be done without my assistance. There's something like 10 people in our section, which leave 5 to each shift. If they can't figure it out amongst themselves, then what the fuck have they been doing for the last year and a half? A little mad? YES I am. I've spent the last 3 nights packing, buying tickets, hotels, and rental cars. I had to cancel all that shit today. "Um... let me transfer you..." "Um... can I put you on hold?" I spent most of today on the damn phone listening to elevator music.

Of course, I already sold my concert tickets.

They say I MIGHT get to go to California in a week. I refuse to get my hopes up.

A hole in a fucking ship... you've got to be kidding me.

London Bridges

2006-07-14T22:23:13Z

Well, I'm getting ready to go out camping. Yay. Can't say I'm looking forward to it. Why am I doing it? Because I said I would. I guess. I don't know. I don't care, all I know is that I am. Will I drink? I don't know. Will I get stupid? Only if I drink. Easy answer - don't drink, and I won't get stupid enough to do something I'll regret when I find out I did it.

We'll probably just go to the beach. Even though they all have tents and such, the mosquitoes are enough of a problem - I'll sleep in the van. Actually, I think I'd more enjoy it anyway. We'll be out there all weekend, so I'll talk to you when I get back.

Today was pretty humorous, otherwise. Plenty of laughing about head-butting soccer players, over-weight strippers, and making fun of Walkama for dancing. Ahlstrom pointed out that he was "performing in a way unbecoming of an NCO of the US Army." When he pulled out the book, I thought he was going to site specific regs, but instead flipped open at random... thus inspired, cautioned Walkama that he was "demonstrating one of the eleven serious symptoms of contamination by nerve agent." I guess you had to be there... but at the moment, it was damn funny.

Feel free to send me a message when I'm gone.

"Just boom gone"

2006-05-10T07:01:12Z

Well, aside from being lost in Jacksonville today for about 2 hours... it wasn't too bad. Of course, I was the office bitch, but I'm used to that. Everyone thinks they're going to be "using" me tomorrow... 2 out of 3 are going to be surprised that I can't be everywhere at once. Not my problem!

It's my pinky!

Other than that, nothing much happened today... People are starting to talk to me out of nowhere... old "friends" who want a favor... either that, or they're drunk, and want someone to listen to their mindless ramblings. I think it's funny how it comes in cycles. Everyone on this planet could leave me alone for a month, then out of nowhere, EVERYONE wants to know how I'm doing.

I'm still alive, thanks for asking.

It's been a while

2006-05-04T03:13:54Z

I suppose it's been a few days since I've really put something up here... quite the change from my once daily routine. Can't say I much missed it, but then nothing has really happened. The Jacksonville date moved up to tomorrow, so I'll be flying out at the butt-crack of dawn. Other than that - combatives and sleeping. Bought a new video game, but that's about it. Tonight I'm supposed to be on the news (there was a film crew at combatives last week). I suppose that will be on tonight at 10:00

--Okay-- I just watched it, it really wasn't that special. I mean, yeah I *was* in it, but... you could barely tell it was me. Of course you could see my uniform was about 5 sizes too big for me, but that's about it.

I'm kind of nervous about leaving my room, I know that people are going to mess with it, I just hope they don't fuck it up too bad. They're talking about switching my furniture with that of someone else, which could be inconvenient, but I could deal with it. Used condoms in my bed, on the other hand - not so cool. Maybe it will be a combo of everything, but... hopefully it just won't be too bad. Army is great, eh?

Fake smile

On a Saturday Night

2006-04-30T22:47:26Z

1 year ago - My memory:

I was excited... this was the first time I'd be going out with the guys in -who knows- how long. I wouldn't have been invited if it weren't for Tyler... I knew why. Having a girl around lessens their chance of 'getting pussy'. Tyler already had a girl, so he didn't care whether or not I detracted female attention. Aside from that, Leary and Keller only had enough room in the truck for Tyler. Well, Tyler said fuck them, and I got a hold of one of the unit minivans... he'd ride with me.

Getting ready that night with him in the other room... it must have been the first time on this whole deployment that I actually dressed like a girl. I wore a pair of capris, and my "I'm not with Stupid anymore" T. He told me I looked GREAT, because of all the sun I had been getting. I was finally starting to get a little color. He stayed in the living room playing with GIR while I got ready.

On the ride to Cactus Canyon (the club we were going to), Tyler told me him and Jen had gotten into a fight earlier that day. I loved being his shoulder to cry on, his big (albeit younger) sister... he told me that Jen had been pregnant, but aborted the child... and had just told him about it earlier that day. A true soldier, he didn't let his emotions show as he played it off "Well, we didn't need another me running around anyway..." ...but knowing him, I knew he was hurting. All he wanted was a family of his own. Noble goals, for a 20 year old boy. I could almost hear his pain in his voice... and I was furious. How could she make a decision that wasn't hers alone to make?

After a little comfortable silence, a song on the radio, "I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known... don't know where it goes, but it's only me and I walk alone..." He easily picked out Greenday, his favorite band. But then out of nowhere, "Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you." I took a stab in the dark - Oasis. I had no idea I was right, but we left it at that.

We met up with the guys, Jen and her gang... everyone was there. Of course, I didn't know any of them, but I got a warm reception. It was great to feel like I fit in. Tyler and Jen acted as if there hadn't been any argument earlier... it was amazing. I have no idea how much I drank that night. I know I had one Sex on the Beach... and countless water moccasins - 9 being my best estimation. Tyler kept telling me he was going to show me his 'Tyler dance', but that he hadn't had enough to drink yet. By the end of the night, I didn't even get the chance to see it. By the time he came to me and literally drug me out of the club, I was in no state of mind to argue about it. Only when we were almost to my apartment complex did he tell me - he had seen Jen making out with another guy.

Since the van was 'mine' for the night, he decided he'd just sleep at my place that night. I was more than okay with it, he had just witnessed his girl with another guy... and I wasn't going to tell him no. Kissing him, I remember his tongue ring gently rattling on my teeth... Thinking back, he must have locked my door, because I never did. (Living in Idaho will do that to you.) We fell asleep on my bed, fully clothed, having done nothing more than kiss and cuddle...

I was dead to the world, and the only thing that could wake me up did - Jen's screaming, nagging, bitching voice... coming from MY living room. "You nasty bitch, I'm allergic to cats... you're a nasty cunt for having one... I'm glad you and Tyler are such good fucking friends that you can sleep in the same bed!" Screaming the whole time. I don't remember much else, but in the end, I decided to let Tyler take the van to his apartment complex, and I'd pick it up the next day. I only found out later how she got in, since Tyler had locked the door. Leary told her to jump my fence and come in the side door. I don't think I've even confronted him to this day about it... some things I suppose are better left alone.

The next day, I woke up. No hangover, thankfully. It must have been about noon. I called Tyler, but he was out riding his bike with Big T, and Johnny. He told me his apartment was unlocked, and the van keys were right on the bar. I had to have Walkama come pick me up, and drop me off there... he was confused by the fact that I didn't need a ride back to my apartment... but then he's always confused anyway. I left Tyler a note - "I'm sorry about last night, I hope you and Jen are doing okay."

About a half an hour after I got back, Nguyen (of all people) was the only fucking person who called me and told me... Nguyen, who's been in America longer than I have, and still can't speak decent English. Nguyen, who's accent makes it sound like he's speaking a foreign language anyway... Nguyen, who doesn't know what the fuck he's saying when he says it anyway. He was the only one who called and told me Ford was dead. That's all. Nothing more, nothing less. And hung up. What a cruel joke... how full of shit could Nguyen be? I had just talked to Tyler less than 2 hours before! ...but after calling Keller to find out what was going on... Nguyen hadn't been lying after all.

Stockton came over to make sure I was doing okay. As much of an ass as he can be, he's not all bad. Not ALL bad. If I was Tyler's shoulder to cry on, my mother was mine. I called her bawling, Stockton just watching... I still don't know her motivation... maybe she was trying to make me feel better by knowing my little sister, Miranda, was in the same situation... I told my mom - NO, Miranda came down and saw him for a week, I've LIVED with him every day since we've been down here, she has NO idea what it's like... and then she told me, "One of the kids from Miranda's school just hung himself the other day." It must have slipped her mind, me and Miranda went to the same school. In a school with less than 500 students, everyone knew each other. Morbid curiosity sank in, and I had to know who it was. She couldn't give me any last names, just 'Blake' ...and with a name as common as Blake, I had all of about one person in mind... between sobs, "It wasn't Blake Cord, was it Mom?" And before she had time to say yes, my legs gave out... Stockton was there to catch me... but that was all he could do. I couldn't talk... I had to hang up on my mom because I couldn't breathe... Blake hadn't been my best friend, but we were in 7th grade together. I had dated him for about a week... or as much as 7th graders can 'date'. He had flunked enough times to be in my sister's class... so no... Miranda couldn't even sympathize with me on that level, and even less because of it. Talk about adding salt to a wound.

So, tomorrow will be the year "anniversary" of Tyler's accident. I'm dealing with it a lot better than I thought I would. Well... I guess we'll see how I do tomorrow. It's just a date, after all.

Even now

2006-04-13T20:07:38Z

I have my bath water running in the background, so I'm going to keep this short (riiiiight). Anyway, today I go into work at 1700... wait, what about dinner? ...damn, I got screwed again. Anyway, with practically a whole day off, I decided to take a bath. ...super.

My back

Anyway, I get off work at 2330 tonight. And up again tomorrow morning at 0400 for PT... It's going to be a long week, but I'll manage. I'm a 'soldier'. I wonder where I'd be in life if I hadn't joined the Army. Would I still be in Idaho, or would I have moved back 'home' to Colorado? Who knows ^^ There's no way to second-guess it now, I just make due with what I've got. I think it's kind of funny though, after all these years in Idaho, how I still think of Colorado as home. I even think of Texas as home before I do Idaho. Strange how that works. But then as they say (or *I* say anyway), "Home is where the head lies."

So much for the diet

2006-04-06T02:47:18Z

Well tonight Lynnea (Greene) came back from Jacksonville. I had dinner tonight with her and her mom... it reminded me of when me and Lynnea went to the Tokyo Steakhouse, but took MY mom instead. Tonight was much like that. It was fun though. Today I didn't really do anything else other than read all kinds of news articles on MSNBC. I learned a few new things that I'll forget while I sleep... but remember when I go tomorrow to read the very same articles.

Jessica (Colleran) had given me a 15 pack of Peeps (I dig the peeps)... I ate them.

The ill fated Peep

The fate of the... ill peep

Eeeew. How gross is that? It's my tongue. It's gross all right.

Now that I ruined my 'diet' for the second night in a row with Japanese Steak and Peeps, I'm going to call it a night.

It ain't nothing but a par-tay

2006-03-31T23:46:09Z

Well I'm getting ready to go out to that beach thing tonight... it's an over-night thing. Pray for me that I don't get raped or some stupid shit. If I do, it's my fault for going, right? But naw, there'll be other females there (for once) so there shouldn't be a problem.

Here's my fit for the occasion

Yeah, my fatass was having problems getting into the pants.

Well my timed 2 mile this morning was 21:19. Not good, but... yeah, just not good. I'll pick the program back up on Monday.

Today was also the day they asked for volunteers to go to Charleston... and from there, go *anywhere* they need a mission. Which means travel. Which is what I wanted. I volunteered, but they pretty much told me no... even though I'm most qualified for it, they don't want to let me go since I'm their fucking scribe. I knew that shit would backfire. Assholes. I'll see who I can talk to this weekend at the party, since all the rank is going to be there.