Un cavallino nero rampante
Non solo veloce ma anche rampante.

Fatto da gente umile e vera
Che tifa sempre fino a sera.

Ad ogni curva o rettilineo
Lui è sempre primo

Nei nostri cuori gialli dentro
E rossi fuori.

hello friends, enemies, indifferents--
my orders sending me to Iraq say I should have been in the States by the 18th of May. Oh, what lies!

It has been so-many-days since my last confession. Since then I have:

>Read Nine Parts of Desire: The Hidden World of Islamic Women by Geraldine Brooks (eye-opening read ( Read more... )

I improved my two-mile run time by 2 minutes ( Read more... )

right, so here's my upon-return to-do list:

-get apartment

-get married

-sign up for classes

-drive my car up to washington

-put savings into annuity

-go rockclimbing

-go backpacking through europe in october (I'm thinking the Netherlands, Germany, France, Spain and Italy...)

-get rid of this sinus infection.

Operation Truth is an interesting site, not sure exactly what to make of it yet ( Read more... )

australians get 150 dollars a day on top of their base pay when deployed.

and ridiculous little annoyances become gigantic pains-in-the-ass here ( Read more... )

maybe it just happens to be the caliber of italians versus brits i meet,
but italians just seem friendlier.

The Italian commander had a farewell party and invited Seli and I. We met up with Gianluca's friend Max and just had a grand olde tyme. The karaoke bar stole my heart and we sang "Born in the USA" followed by an Italian song that goes:

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this afternoon i woke up early (6 pm) and went out for a stroll ( Read more... )

AH!

Sometimes life presents itself in the niftiest of fashions.

God, it's good to be alive!