i just want to pick your nose
My Grandmother fell again, this time fracturing her shoulder. I hate being away from family when things like this happen. I talked to my Dad on the phone the other night about it, and I could tell he's having a tough time with things. After this, I'm never going to put myself in a position where work comes first, and family is forced to come second...it's just not the way things are supposed to be.
So, my Dad sent me the Neil Young Greatest Hits CD...I know that sounds strange but it's really really good, lol. My buddy Melancon started putting these rap beats in some of the songs, it was crazy but pretty gnarly. Other than that, things are laid back here. Whenever my Marines come in to the Aid Station where I work when I'm not outside the wire, they specifically ask for me and won't allow any other Corpsman to treat them. That's a pretty good feeling. I guess it's good to be looked to for help and trusted with that kind of thing. Alot of the patients that come in have some kind of STD, so girls, if you're hooking up with a Marine, make sure he wraps it before you let him attack it. I mean that as serious as it can be taken, lol.
So, I've developed one thing that I want to do when I get back. It's that thing that is keeping me going, you know, giving me something to look forward to. I want to take my nephew to Disneyland. I don't care what else I do or don't do. If I can take him to Disneyland, I will be the happiest kid on Earth. Oh, and I heard a rumor today that we might be coming back in February. Good Lord that would be terrific. I kind of hate Iraq.
I finally got to go to church for the first time on Sunday. I've been on some mission every Sunday since I got here, which has sucked. Now that I think of it, I've been off of base roaming around Northern Iraq like 23 days in the last month. Sucks. Anyways, I was able to get a blessing, and it was such a good blessing. I'm just thankful for all of it.
Ah I have so much more to write, but I think this is long enough. I've so much going on in my mind it's ridiculous, it's like I'm playing tricks on myself. I don't know, I miss everyone though, and hope everyone is doing well
peace love empathy
So, my Dad sent me the Neil Young Greatest Hits CD...I know that sounds strange but it's really really good, lol. My buddy Melancon started putting these rap beats in some of the songs, it was crazy but pretty gnarly. Other than that, things are laid back here. Whenever my Marines come in to the Aid Station where I work when I'm not outside the wire, they specifically ask for me and won't allow any other Corpsman to treat them. That's a pretty good feeling. I guess it's good to be looked to for help and trusted with that kind of thing. Alot of the patients that come in have some kind of STD, so girls, if you're hooking up with a Marine, make sure he wraps it before you let him attack it. I mean that as serious as it can be taken, lol.
So, I've developed one thing that I want to do when I get back. It's that thing that is keeping me going, you know, giving me something to look forward to. I want to take my nephew to Disneyland. I don't care what else I do or don't do. If I can take him to Disneyland, I will be the happiest kid on Earth. Oh, and I heard a rumor today that we might be coming back in February. Good Lord that would be terrific. I kind of hate Iraq.
I finally got to go to church for the first time on Sunday. I've been on some mission every Sunday since I got here, which has sucked. Now that I think of it, I've been off of base roaming around Northern Iraq like 23 days in the last month. Sucks. Anyways, I was able to get a blessing, and it was such a good blessing. I'm just thankful for all of it.
Ah I have so much more to write, but I think this is long enough. I've so much going on in my mind it's ridiculous, it's like I'm playing tricks on myself. I don't know, I miss everyone though, and hope everyone is doing well
peace love empathy