i'm alive, doing well. morale is rising from being in tallil for a few days, but soon it's back to the grind of eating out of a bag, shitting into a bag and showering out of a bucket. boo yah! life isn't too shabby though considering the conditions. we get creative. we have a blast. we beat the shit out of each other for fun. the way this ( Read more... )

1st sqdn., 9 cav regt. handpicked by theatre commander general petraeus himself for:

mission: classified
destination: maysin province, grid classified
duration: unknown

this is going to kick some hard ass!

i've been in kuwait for a week or so now. the flight was long (texas to illinois to canada to iceland to hungary to kuwait) and uncomfortable. more than half the days here there's been raging sandstorms and it kind of badass/annoying. i'm ready to push north and get this party started with some 5.56 and n/a beers, and come back to real beers. boo

i'm thinking about going to school in ireland after this whole army thing.

it's almost a year since my transition from a scrawny, semi-emotionless binge drinker to a confident, dependable trooper(/binge drinker). it's flown by faster than i can believe ( Read more... )

and my standard of taking a morale slump is in effect for this time of year. ever since i got back from california, i've found myself staring at the bottom of a bottle of whiskey every night. said bottle was still sealed mere hours ealier. i don't really have the urge to go out and throw down. every time i go out, my buddies always try to convince ( Read more... )

december 22 - january 4. be ready to get wastey faced.

work has been crazy ( Read more... )

so, i think i'm going to pick up drums again. yeah, i'm pretty damn sure about it.

i've been dreaming like crazy. dreams of glory, agony, love and war. it's constant for me now, which is weird for me. normally i'd dream once a month or so, now it's multiple times a night ( Read more... )