Three Hundred, Twelve days. Thats how long in the past two years I've spent under water separated from everyone ( Read more... )

Numbers. Life is controlled by numbers ( Read more... )

Remember Sir Mix-A-Lot from back in the day? Yeah. He was from WA, Seattle area I believe. He had a song called Bremelo. For those that don't know, I live in the City of Bremerton. See the connection? Yeah. I used to sing this song as a kid, because I liked Sir Mix-A-Lot, when I heard that song play yesterday, it was the first time in years and I ( Read more... )

So everyones worried about Nathan ( Read more... )

Tsss, sss, ssst ( Read more... )

I ran ( Read more... )

Fuckitol.

When life has you down and you want some relief.

Fuckitol.

So.. Out of everything. Last weeks events, thursdays 24 hour flu. Today, I wake up with my eyes sealed shut with a layer of crust so thick I was thinking of selling it out to dominos.
Pink eye. What fuckin adult gets pinkeye?

Fuckitol.

~Mr. Naomh

Its weird. Three months away. I just earned my sea service ribbon for spending a shit ton of days away from home in a fiscal year. Three months, I can truly understand how inmates must feel once they get out of prison ( Read more... )

Hey Guys,

Juss a quick little note to say I love you guys, and I'll be back in august.

Wish me a Happy Fourth, and a Happy birthday when the time comes.

Much Love,

Nate

As a new patrol is coming upon its departure date here soon... I feel an amount of bittersweet fondess with its arrival. It slightly changes me everytime I go sail beneath the waves. Its weird how it'll happen ( Read more... )