Deserted hearts and anxious minds
Here I sit in the internet cafe waiting. I am waiting to leave here. I am waiting for this to end. Stress coupled with 125+ degree weather does wonders for a body, especially when that body is working with all ones gear on. I never knew it could get this hot anywhere. Sure, I heard about tempratures reaching 140 degrees, but I never though I would experience it, let alone experience it on a daily basis.
I am exceedingly lazy. Whenever I am not working or doing PT I am trying to either sleep or sit idly playing video games. There are many people I wish to speak with, but events and my current demeanor prevent that from happening. It is difficult to force oneself to walk to this tent after 12+ hours of working and sweating so much that in order to stay marginally hydrated I have to drink at least 8 liters of water a day. Leave did nearly nothing for me in the long run. Now I long for leave again because last time I didn't do nearly a quarter of what I wanted to do, and I saw less than a third of those I wanted to see. I want to get back to Alaska.
We have something like four months left in this hell hole. That is if nothing changes. When we get back things will slow down hopefully. I will be getting 30 days of leave (so we hope), and Justin, David, Cody, and I plan on going on a Caribean (sp?) cruise for about a week. After that I will be back in Ohio for a while before going back to Alaska.
I am in dire need of something grand. I need something fantastical right now. I need something do destroy my black mood and shatter my senses. I want a taste of the old with the adventure of the new. Someone, anyone, help me. There is only so much I can do over here to alliveate this stagnant mood. This place is plagued with hours of boredom coupled with hours of non stop work. There is no middle ground here, just one extreme or the other.
I am looking at houses for rent right now in the Anchorage area. The four of us want to have someplace to relax after work. Someplace safe to escape to on the weekends. Most of all we want someplace to live other than the barracks. I cannot stand living like that any longer. I had no privacy when I lived in the barracks on Fort Richardson. There was no time to relax. Something innane was always happening. Someone was always doing something that annoyed and disturbed my peace. I want this house to be my sanctuary. I want it to make me comfortable while bringing terror to a normal human. I am currently looking for a real human skull online and a goat skull to purchase. They will be centerpieces in the entropy that will be the decor. I need someplace to call home that is actually mine.
Well, I am finishing this here. I cannot remember what else I had to say. Peace for now...
~~Tristan~~
I am exceedingly lazy. Whenever I am not working or doing PT I am trying to either sleep or sit idly playing video games. There are many people I wish to speak with, but events and my current demeanor prevent that from happening. It is difficult to force oneself to walk to this tent after 12+ hours of working and sweating so much that in order to stay marginally hydrated I have to drink at least 8 liters of water a day. Leave did nearly nothing for me in the long run. Now I long for leave again because last time I didn't do nearly a quarter of what I wanted to do, and I saw less than a third of those I wanted to see. I want to get back to Alaska.
We have something like four months left in this hell hole. That is if nothing changes. When we get back things will slow down hopefully. I will be getting 30 days of leave (so we hope), and Justin, David, Cody, and I plan on going on a Caribean (sp?) cruise for about a week. After that I will be back in Ohio for a while before going back to Alaska.
I am in dire need of something grand. I need something fantastical right now. I need something do destroy my black mood and shatter my senses. I want a taste of the old with the adventure of the new. Someone, anyone, help me. There is only so much I can do over here to alliveate this stagnant mood. This place is plagued with hours of boredom coupled with hours of non stop work. There is no middle ground here, just one extreme or the other.
I am looking at houses for rent right now in the Anchorage area. The four of us want to have someplace to relax after work. Someplace safe to escape to on the weekends. Most of all we want someplace to live other than the barracks. I cannot stand living like that any longer. I had no privacy when I lived in the barracks on Fort Richardson. There was no time to relax. Something innane was always happening. Someone was always doing something that annoyed and disturbed my peace. I want this house to be my sanctuary. I want it to make me comfortable while bringing terror to a normal human. I am currently looking for a real human skull online and a goat skull to purchase. They will be centerpieces in the entropy that will be the decor. I need someplace to call home that is actually mine.
Well, I am finishing this here. I cannot remember what else I had to say. Peace for now...
~~Tristan~~