A long strang trip...
Its been some time since I have made a meaningful update. If you haven't heard already, within the last couple of months I have been preparing to ship off to the Army active duty. I ship of to basic training in about two weeks. I know this may be a huge suprize for a lot of you because it just doesn't seem like me. But it is me. A lot of it. I've actually been thinking about it for years. My education for music ( whatever I may do) requires a lot of money and the Army will help with a large sum. The two jobs I'm focusing on are boat motor mechanic or computer signal operator, both which have a interesting but non-combat position.
It seems like Wendy and I are being ripped apart by the anxiety of me leaving. I hate to do it just as well as her, though I know I need this for what I want to do later. I am so happy that she is staying strong like she has been. It would be so much easier for her do anything else, but she tries. I wish this wouldn't be so hard on me, and it is expected, but the past few weeks I've been on rollercoaster rides of manic waves. I've gotten to a point where I found my little shut-off valve of emotion, so to speak. Sometimes it helps to be emotionless. I'll need to quit before it starts hurting others.
Recently Joel and Ryan took me to Minneapolis, Milwaukee, and St. Louis to see CKY. It kind of opened up my eyes to another facet of myself. I just keep dusting new ones off everyday. I had a garage sale. I sold all my furniture and other stuff I won't need. I also am selling my Caddy. Its been a good car. Yesterday I finished my physical, and today I'm going to tailgate at the ISU/IOWA game. It should be a good time. I hope Wendy comes.
Beck called back today. Talked her for an hour. She switched her name back to Beck...hehe. Anyways, it seems like she doing good with the kid and everything. She says she was going up to harvestfest this evening so I won't see her until next week. On wenesday I hung out with Wendy, Chris, and Angelina and we stopped by DQ to visit Carol and get free ice cream. It was a little wierd because she hasn't changed a bit. She called me up on the phone while I was at the military hotel and we talked for awhile. She was a big part of my life. I won't regret nor will I ignore it. Its just nice to see we are friends now, as opposed to the hostile situation we put ourselves through over 3 years ago. I still need to call up my Mama Hoff, Kur sugar delight because I haven't been able to talk to her yet. So kerry, if you read this, give me a call. NOt much else has happened. Go ahead and give me a call at 515-360-3580 if you want to chill. I don't have a job and I'm living back at my parents for the next two weeks so give a call anytime.
Peace and Brickness,
Patrick Ryan
It seems like Wendy and I are being ripped apart by the anxiety of me leaving. I hate to do it just as well as her, though I know I need this for what I want to do later. I am so happy that she is staying strong like she has been. It would be so much easier for her do anything else, but she tries. I wish this wouldn't be so hard on me, and it is expected, but the past few weeks I've been on rollercoaster rides of manic waves. I've gotten to a point where I found my little shut-off valve of emotion, so to speak. Sometimes it helps to be emotionless. I'll need to quit before it starts hurting others.
Recently Joel and Ryan took me to Minneapolis, Milwaukee, and St. Louis to see CKY. It kind of opened up my eyes to another facet of myself. I just keep dusting new ones off everyday. I had a garage sale. I sold all my furniture and other stuff I won't need. I also am selling my Caddy. Its been a good car. Yesterday I finished my physical, and today I'm going to tailgate at the ISU/IOWA game. It should be a good time. I hope Wendy comes.
Beck called back today. Talked her for an hour. She switched her name back to Beck...hehe. Anyways, it seems like she doing good with the kid and everything. She says she was going up to harvestfest this evening so I won't see her until next week. On wenesday I hung out with Wendy, Chris, and Angelina and we stopped by DQ to visit Carol and get free ice cream. It was a little wierd because she hasn't changed a bit. She called me up on the phone while I was at the military hotel and we talked for awhile. She was a big part of my life. I won't regret nor will I ignore it. Its just nice to see we are friends now, as opposed to the hostile situation we put ourselves through over 3 years ago. I still need to call up my Mama Hoff, Kur sugar delight because I haven't been able to talk to her yet. So kerry, if you read this, give me a call. NOt much else has happened. Go ahead and give me a call at 515-360-3580 if you want to chill. I don't have a job and I'm living back at my parents for the next two weeks so give a call anytime.
Peace and Brickness,
Patrick Ryan