Aug 02, 2004 14:39
So, um, yeah. Turns out Alan will be stationed at Camp Pendleton. In California.
Yea, it hit hard. And it keeps coming in waves. I think I'm fine and the next moment I'm almost in tears again. I talked to his mom and she made me realize that he's going to need a lot of support. I looked at the web sites for Pendleton and Parris Island, and it just scared me all the more for him. That's such a big fucking leap he's taking, and it must take some hell of courage. There's no way I could ever bring myself to do that. But I'll be there for him, as much as he needs it, yet I keep thinking, Who's gonna take care of me? I don't need to place that sort of worry on Alan, his first priority needs to be himself, and rightfully so. But this sure is going to be one hell of a storm.
On a brighter side, I just had Scott Colenda (he's the number two guy 'round here) tell me what an incredible job I've done this summer and how I'll be sorely missed. Which was quite a surprise for me. And he didn't even look at my breasts once, so he must be sincere.
However, my trash can is still missing. Keep in mind, I will get my revenge, you dirty fucks.
"Scorpius, Dad. Where my favorite star is."
-N