After some major DNS issues I was able to get the blog moved. Check it out: www.clarkandtovah.com

It has been over two years since I made a post on here. You can see how well the "revamping" went from my last post. However, on the completely off chance anyone even sees my journal I've been keeping a wordpress blog my most excellent friend Justin setup for me. Check it outI must say, the fact that I remembered the html to make that link by hand ( Read more... )

I don't know if I will continue with this LJ-revamping, but I removed a number of friends who were either inactive, or just not part of my life anymore. No hard feelings I hope, it's just how life is. I may join some communities to meet new people and see if I can forge some new friendships. Most people I know IRL in San Diego use myspace. LJ seems ( Read more... )

I haven't been here for over half a year. But after months at sea you sometimes go full circle. I miss being home with Tovah. I miss bare feet on carpet. I miss regular night's sleep ( Read more... )

I don't really write here anymore but my life is good. I work a difficult but rewarding job and come home to my most wonderful wife every day. It has been great to not be going to sea and I'm enjoying each day as I approach as I watch our deployment creep closer. A lot has happened since my last update, far too much to really detail here. I don't ( Read more... )

Home. There's nothing like it. These last three weeks underway were some sort of painful time warp. Shortly after getting back Tovah and I picked up where we left off, happy and just being together as if I hadn't been gone for three weeks. The house was just as I last saw it, with the exception of some most excellent Christmas decorations Tovah put ( Read more... )

I am told to take ownership and make decisions, but of course when I do (such as today on watch) those decisions are the wrong ones and I get bitched out. Lameness.

Still maintaining my bubble of postiveness as best I can.

Mid-December and returning home can't come fast enough.

Happy Thanksgiving ( Read more... )

I want to go home. I'm sick of my ship. Go Navy, rah rah ra...........*yawn* I want to run around the beach listening to music or lay on the grass in the sun. Cold, gray, steel is numbing my spirit ( Read more... )

I haven't updated for a very long time, but I suppose I haven't had a whole lot to say. Days turn into weeks and I'm somewhere in the blur of it all, a little confused, but content none-the-less ( Read more... )