Real Update!
My father is watching a thirteen show about the war right now. And I do not want to watch it. The situation is a mess, to say the least, and I prefer not to be reminded of it. I know that seems like a foolish, typical, "stupid, fat, complacent American" state of mind, but my being angry over the situation does not change anything. I was convinced that we should go in, I shared my enthusiasm with many other politicians, soldiers, and civilians. And I am unspeakably angry at this government and the highest ranks of the military for not conducting this war properly. You do not outrun your supply line. You do not run through a city without securing it properly. You do not go in without a plan ready to be put into play once victory is achieved. We were too fast. And now it has slowed down. It has turned into a waste of time, money, and life. When we went in, I knew that we were going to be there for a long, long time. But we need to change something now. The cost has become too high. We have to change our tactics again. It is time to fight this war the way we won the Revolution. To fight the way the VC fought. The past two centuries, the last 50 years, especially, has taught us that conventional warfare only gets a modern army so far. Why aren't we learning?! God bless and protect our soldiers, sailors and marines out there. May things change for the better soon. For them.
/Sad, depressed rant.
Went to Albany on Friday with hopes to get to the library on Saturday. Of course, the schedule just changed, so it was closed. I ended up back home pretty early which was good because I got to rest before hockey. I am ahead of myself. Friday night was a blast. Jenna and I went to the mall and did ourselves some shopping -- well, she shopped, I was just along for the ride. :) After the mall, we went back to the house, she got dinner started on its two-hour saga and we dove into some caesar salad. Her buddy Sal arrived shortly with some very nice Australian wine and we proceeded to get into debates about grammar. We're so exciting. After that, we had a fantastic dinner (I really did enjoy it very much!!!) and eventually went to keep the hot tub company. Very nice on my tired muscles and bones. I did not fall asleep until after 2am... by then I had been awake for 22 hours. I'm lucky I didnt fall asleep on the stairs. I had a great time -- it was wonderful seeing Jenna after so dang long. I am going to try to get up there again next (not this upcoming) Friday, but, of course, details must be worked out later.
Saturday was my hockey and poker night. Hockey was even more fun than it was the first time. I had a very memorable (to me, anyway) assist, though I played mostly defense, which I like a great deal. I was tired, soaked, and sore as hell by the end and I loved every second of it. I bought a nice Adidas bag for all my stuff so now I dont have to conduct a balancing act trying to get all my pads to and from the car.
I worked 14 hours yesterday between my home store and Cortlandt. Cortlandt was a mess, they lost half their crew and needed people to come in and help out, so Lis and I did the first shift down there. I walked into their receiving room and wanted to scream; it was such a wreck. I did my work, helped a little at the front end. At 1030 Lis and I made our escape. I got home, showered, passed out, woke up 5 hours later to work 8 hours today. I passed out this afternoon. I slept so deeply I woke up thinking I was late for work. I eventually returned to the land of the living, showered, did a little thesis work, and that brings us here.
It is 915. I am going to get ready for bed.
Later, all!