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i suspect you thought i didn't know how to post anymore. seems i just didn't know how to post while sober.
work continues to be more than lousy. i really try not to complain overmuch about it, because it makes for depressing (and worse, one sided) conversation. a new engineer (engineer officer, my boss; the submarine navy despises gerunds) is possibly improving things, but he's doing it in a way that requires all kinds of help. at least i feel like i'm a part of something? if nothing else, he's certainly better at admin, which is, you know, better mostly, but not better in the sense of less work for me. you dig, i've no doubt
break for more wine. folks, i unreservedly recommend the 2005 d'autrefois pinot noir. it's no-screwin'-around awesome, especially with steak and a salad.
i had what traffic cops refer to as an "accident." a young-ish lady was looking for a parking spot at the navy exchange when she threw her (stopped) car into reverse. yes, folks, it's true. this happens every day. true, most days people look back for cars, but this wasn't most days. this was MONDAY! and in a garfield-esqe* turn of events, there is now a tow-hitch-shaped hole in my front bumper. more than sad. since then, i've lost the heck out of the information that ms or mrs (curses, i can't remember!) crawford more-than politely wrote down. yargh!
le sigh. i'd love to write, you know, some philosophical shit and the like, but i've got duty tomorrow. i'll do my best to make a post explaining what that means...next time.
*garfield is a comic that folks nowadays get a lot of mileage out of making fun of**. aquaman is a superhero in much the same situation. really neither is as lame as the world has made them out to be--it's just fashionable to make fun, as i see it. though if you're going to make fun of one, it might as well be garfield--he's way lamer than aquaman.
**yes, i ended that sentence in a preposition. if you don't like it, come on down and i'll end your face in a preposition.
work continues to be more than lousy. i really try not to complain overmuch about it, because it makes for depressing (and worse, one sided) conversation. a new engineer (engineer officer, my boss; the submarine navy despises gerunds) is possibly improving things, but he's doing it in a way that requires all kinds of help. at least i feel like i'm a part of something? if nothing else, he's certainly better at admin, which is, you know, better mostly, but not better in the sense of less work for me. you dig, i've no doubt
break for more wine. folks, i unreservedly recommend the 2005 d'autrefois pinot noir. it's no-screwin'-around awesome, especially with steak and a salad.
i had what traffic cops refer to as an "accident." a young-ish lady was looking for a parking spot at the navy exchange when she threw her (stopped) car into reverse. yes, folks, it's true. this happens every day. true, most days people look back for cars, but this wasn't most days. this was MONDAY! and in a garfield-esqe* turn of events, there is now a tow-hitch-shaped hole in my front bumper. more than sad. since then, i've lost the heck out of the information that ms or mrs (curses, i can't remember!) crawford more-than politely wrote down. yargh!
le sigh. i'd love to write, you know, some philosophical shit and the like, but i've got duty tomorrow. i'll do my best to make a post explaining what that means...next time.
*garfield is a comic that folks nowadays get a lot of mileage out of making fun of**. aquaman is a superhero in much the same situation. really neither is as lame as the world has made them out to be--it's just fashionable to make fun, as i see it. though if you're going to make fun of one, it might as well be garfield--he's way lamer than aquaman.
**yes, i ended that sentence in a preposition. if you don't like it, come on down and i'll end your face in a preposition.