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Its been a bad week but its over. I found out this week that the Navy needs me to go to sea more than they need me to get married. I explained that if I did not get married in November that I would not be able to fall into the required one year window of time left in Japan for me to bring Emilie back with me, to which they said, "We don't care." I explained to them that the only reason I signed the papers agreeing to stay in Japan for another year was so that I could get married and bring Emilie back over here, to which they said "Sucks to be you." So we have decided that all we can do is grin and bare it and wait until later to get married. It's something that shouldn't have had to happen. The military seems like the only place I've ever known where you have to get 'permission' to get married.
But, its Friday, its a comfortable, grey day. Neil Young is playing on my radio. I don't have to work this weekend and I have money in the bank. I'm not in Iraq and I'm not in New Orleans. I can do anything I like for the next two days and there is a great girl who loves me just 13 digits down the telephone line. Things are not as bad as they could be.
But, its Friday, its a comfortable, grey day. Neil Young is playing on my radio. I don't have to work this weekend and I have money in the bank. I'm not in Iraq and I'm not in New Orleans. I can do anything I like for the next two days and there is a great girl who loves me just 13 digits down the telephone line. Things are not as bad as they could be.