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its my day off and my laundry is already done and i realized i haven't updated this thing but three or four times in the last year. I really don't feel like studying for my job knowledge exam right now and lunch isn't for another hour, and most people don't wake up til then, so as long as I have time, why not share some stories.
First a quick synopsis: june 03 graduate hs, no recollection of that summer, sep 03 start college, promptly withdraw, oct 03 move to apt 34, mar 04 start mil training, sep 04 complete training, go to first duty station, apr 05 iraq
Don't remember much of highschool. I could if I tried, but it doesn't interest me, most of you were there anyway. UWM was a waste of time, I'd have spent two years listening to them tell me what lotesto and fleet already had, drinking and pissing away my money, so that lasted all of a week. I week after that I decided I can't stay at home, and two weeks after that me and sam had an apartment downtown. Somewhere inbetween that the AF recruited called, I humored him, and he talked me into it. Since I'd be leaving soon anyway, I quit working (I think I may have been fired?) and tried to be sober as little as possible. There was the cruise to mexico, that week with debbie, and a shitload of fireworks. I went broke ahead of schedule, but in no time had a job at the hilton, and immediately regretted joining the military. the next six months are a blur, a bunch of dumb kids from across the country all thinking they're better than everyone else, I had no problem letting them get the attention. I remember pain in pararescue and beer in cop school, and jessica in between. Then there was the two weeks of vacation, driving my camaro cross country, getting to milwaukee just in time to get evicted from the old apartment and move into the new house, the keg, the soco, and so many little things.
This isn't amusing me as much as I planned. So since october i wasted forty dollars in canada, got ziptied to a chair, slept on numerous carpets, had sex with a coworker and some other girl with emotional instabilities (much more so than the average girl), and made it to iraq. And really, lj has about lived out its usefulness for me. The only people on here I know anymore I have regular correspondance with. But there is some humor left in it
First a quick synopsis: june 03 graduate hs, no recollection of that summer, sep 03 start college, promptly withdraw, oct 03 move to apt 34, mar 04 start mil training, sep 04 complete training, go to first duty station, apr 05 iraq
Don't remember much of highschool. I could if I tried, but it doesn't interest me, most of you were there anyway. UWM was a waste of time, I'd have spent two years listening to them tell me what lotesto and fleet already had, drinking and pissing away my money, so that lasted all of a week. I week after that I decided I can't stay at home, and two weeks after that me and sam had an apartment downtown. Somewhere inbetween that the AF recruited called, I humored him, and he talked me into it. Since I'd be leaving soon anyway, I quit working (I think I may have been fired?) and tried to be sober as little as possible. There was the cruise to mexico, that week with debbie, and a shitload of fireworks. I went broke ahead of schedule, but in no time had a job at the hilton, and immediately regretted joining the military. the next six months are a blur, a bunch of dumb kids from across the country all thinking they're better than everyone else, I had no problem letting them get the attention. I remember pain in pararescue and beer in cop school, and jessica in between. Then there was the two weeks of vacation, driving my camaro cross country, getting to milwaukee just in time to get evicted from the old apartment and move into the new house, the keg, the soco, and so many little things.
This isn't amusing me as much as I planned. So since october i wasted forty dollars in canada, got ziptied to a chair, slept on numerous carpets, had sex with a coworker and some other girl with emotional instabilities (much more so than the average girl), and made it to iraq. And really, lj has about lived out its usefulness for me. The only people on here I know anymore I have regular correspondance with. But there is some humor left in it