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Hrm. I guess it's been two months since I last made a proper post. Here, anyway. I've been active daily over on tumblr. Actually, I just made a post over there lamenting the fact no one uses LJ anymore.
I'm still on hold at Great Lakes, and I've been yeoman over at the Hagl for three months. I graduated Hull Technician school Oct. 30, but I'm still on hold. They're telling me it's because of my student loans I'm not able to get a security clearance. It's been five months since I've been fucking with this. I'm calling bullshit.
There hasn't been much else going on. I went to a BDSM munch, which was interesting because I was nervous. Also I got lost in Chicago for four hours which was one of the most terrifying moments of my life, like wow.
Back in November, I officially moved fandoms. It only took five years, but I've been in the South Park fandom again and am having fun. I still like Hetalia, but Shingeki no Kyojin takes a long time to update, and Hetalia has ... well, I still like the history jokes when people make them, but it's just quieted down considerably.
So I just kind of dick around. This is my life in the military. I need to start studying for my advancement test in March. March will be a big month, I think:
I need to lose 10-20 lbs again. I got fat because I got pneumonia and didn't work out but still ate like a pig. This needs to happen by PRT time.
So. Yeah. Not a lot going on. Mom's been whiny lately. I'm trying to be patient. I don't know what she's going to do when I'm not only four hours away and my cellphone won't work most of the time.
Actually there's been a little angst about that; I called her bullshit on wishing I was home. She went on to tell me that she always told me I needed to leave because she thought I might be happier living somewhere else.
She's been telling me to leave the house since I was 10.
"What makes you think that there was any difference when you said this to a 10-year-old and when you said it to a 23-year-old? It was the same, Mom. You were telling me you didn't want me around. How am I supposed to differentiate, and now you keep saying how you miss me and want me around? This is really confusing for me."
She gave me some bullshit and I just let it go. Not really. I'm sort of bitter because it's just so stupid. I've never thought my mother was stupid, but that was so fucking stupid.
Anyway. See ya around.
I'm still on hold at Great Lakes, and I've been yeoman over at the Hagl for three months. I graduated Hull Technician school Oct. 30, but I'm still on hold. They're telling me it's because of my student loans I'm not able to get a security clearance. It's been five months since I've been fucking with this. I'm calling bullshit.
There hasn't been much else going on. I went to a BDSM munch, which was interesting because I was nervous. Also I got lost in Chicago for four hours which was one of the most terrifying moments of my life, like wow.
Back in November, I officially moved fandoms. It only took five years, but I've been in the South Park fandom again and am having fun. I still like Hetalia, but Shingeki no Kyojin takes a long time to update, and Hetalia has ... well, I still like the history jokes when people make them, but it's just quieted down considerably.
So I just kind of dick around. This is my life in the military. I need to start studying for my advancement test in March. March will be a big month, I think:
- Stick of Truth is coming out
- I'll be 26
- Advancement test to get a higher rank
- Physical Requirement Test (PRT)
- I think I'll be getting a new tattoo, from a commission from this guy.
I need to lose 10-20 lbs again. I got fat because I got pneumonia and didn't work out but still ate like a pig. This needs to happen by PRT time.
So. Yeah. Not a lot going on. Mom's been whiny lately. I'm trying to be patient. I don't know what she's going to do when I'm not only four hours away and my cellphone won't work most of the time.
Actually there's been a little angst about that; I called her bullshit on wishing I was home. She went on to tell me that she always told me I needed to leave because she thought I might be happier living somewhere else.
She's been telling me to leave the house since I was 10.
"What makes you think that there was any difference when you said this to a 10-year-old and when you said it to a 23-year-old? It was the same, Mom. You were telling me you didn't want me around. How am I supposed to differentiate, and now you keep saying how you miss me and want me around? This is really confusing for me."
She gave me some bullshit and I just let it go. Not really. I'm sort of bitter because it's just so stupid. I've never thought my mother was stupid, but that was so fucking stupid.
Anyway. See ya around.