mission after mission after mission after mission..

occasionally running on 4+ hrs of sleep..

this time difference sucks camel dick.. can't ever talk to anyone.

still don't have a real source of internet.. the cord doesn't work with my LAN input.. shitty computer.. buying a mac in a few weeks ( Read more... )

so here i am... thousands of miles away.. and the first night im here.. once again.. she is in my dreams...

finally got a real journal.. going to write in that for a bit..

maybe i'll show it to someone some day..

leaving saturday..

for some reason i feel as if someone will finally express their true feelings for me because i can't do anything about it..

or at least that is what history has proven to happen before...

we'll see how this turns out..

last night in pcola..

tomorrow is going to be rough... not into it..

Its amazing that a song can come on and instantly change your mood. I can go from being in the best mood in a long time... to wanting to rip someones fucking throat out.

I'm starting to think I've got bit of a split personality thing going on.. not exactly the best dilemma to surface seeing as how I'm about to be in Iraq for a year and then

constant struggle

want to play music.. but i don't...

want out of the army... but i don't..

i need to find a happy medium..

still searching

first show back in pcola was last night... antics as always.. ocala tonight with shafey

2 days notice to pack up whatever i want to bring to Iraq.