So yeah, this is probably the tenth entry in this journal with that name. It's kinda sad, yeah, but oh well. I'm not good with titles.
School's alright, I suppose. Drinking's a lot better. On the weekends, I don't really remember much, which is good. I'm not drunk right now because I'm on duty for another two and a half hours. I could be sleeping, which probably wouldn't be such a bad idea, but I just got done playing cards with my suitemates. It was kinda fun, because I didn't suck today as much as I usually do.
Last night (As in Saturday night), there was a little incident where there was a lotta alcohol, a little puke, and much, much stupidity. I'll update more later for that story, for now you just get to hear me rant about my life.
Which isn't so bad right now. Things are great with Carrie, whom I love very much, but I really wish she wasn't so damned far away.
I'd fuck her so hard right now.... But that's not going to change for a little while so I'll have to get over that. In the meantime, I'll just have to wait and be patient.
Tropical Storm Ernesto paid us a visit last Thursday, and I came to the realization that I hadn't been on this base sober at nighttime since then, and only then because I had to be. I'm not an alcoholic; I don't let myself get so inebriated that I can't control my actions, because blackouts scare me. I like my alcohol. <3 Booze.
<3 Boobs too.
But anyway, I'm gonna wrap this up now. Enjoy your evenings and I'm sorry for all the brain cells you lost while you were reading this.
<3 y'all,
~~ Jas