So yea, when James is living the "bachelor" life while his wife is in Japan he creates a myriad of interesting concoctions to imbibe and consume. Lets just say I will put damn near anything in a blender and eat/drink it ( Read more... )

I guess I never really thought to update this thing, what with all the excitement at the time.

I got married, Bridget is awesome.

I got deployed, *South West Asia* is hot.

I got in trouble, but life will go on.

So yea, I'm back home and as soon as I finish in processing, I will be making up for lost time with the wife and the bottle. Huzzah!

Can't sleep. So I will state that here.

Not that this will be read anyway.

I just underwent nasal surgery last Wednesday. Needless to say, a perpetual drip of blood from the sinus isn't fun. But, in the interest being able to breath better (as I have already started the process of smoking cessation) I believe this be be beneficial in the long run.

Heres to no more snoring, and a slightly deeper voice.

I wonder what happened to all my old friends? Did I run them off, or is it Alaskan isolation.

There are times when I only feel like my true self is realized when i am intoxicated. Be it by alcohol, chemicals, love, or other dangerous substances. All I know is when I feel alive, something else inside dies.

Slowly now, my ability to reason with mankind is slipping.

So I drank two bottles of boons farm, and a bottle and a half of champagne. Ate a shit ton of lil'smokies and ate onion rings with ranch dip. Top that off with a couple redbull-vodka esq drinks and well.

I filled a toilet with vomit.

WOOO SUPERBOWL 41 PARTY. GO COLTS!

So, I have the hickups. My girlfriend is passed out and dont want my attention. I took two sleeping pills and drang a botttle of Mead. Now working on a Qt of beer. Beer tastes good, hickups dont ( Read more... )

So Alaska gets cold sometimes. And when it gets cold, I can wear my scarf and knit cap. I like my scarf and knit cap. Snowboarding kicks ass. Snowshoveling sucks ass.

That is all.