Another brew down the hatch
(Writing in Times New Roman I thought would make me feel more professional, but that idea is pretty stupid when you think about it. Why not write in Courier New if I'm going to take that route?)
I've been reading over my horoscopes religiously; which is something I never used to dwell on. Lately however, these last few strands have been viciously accurate and have provided insight and different ways of thought. Right now I'm continuing to search for light in hopes to find new meaning in my life.
I'm also talking to Rae much more often which is always good. She's one of a handful of the people here I've lost contact with whom I still want to carry a friendship. I think its the pregnancy that's led her to want to reach out again, but in any case, I'm always there with open arms to reconnect with an old friend. Even Dawn and I are still comrades, to my surprise. Her facebook status reads "single," though she still pokes me almost every day. Sometimes we even try for conversation but it's always so damn awkward. It's going to take time I guess. I feel guilty for hurting her but at the same time I have relief. I don't fully understand the method behind this madness, but we all will later, I'm sure.
I'm leaving for Union tomorrow morning to attend a retreat that's being provided by the unit for the single soldiers. The only catch is that we have to sit through a few seminars that will last a total of five hours through the course of the weekend. Still, it gets me out of the last two days of work and places me in a 4-star hotel with free meals.
For tonight I'm staying over at Brett's place. His wife is taking the remainder of the bar exam so she won't be around for the evening and I guess he wants company. He suggested that we watch South Park and drink Guinness like old times to which I politely agreed. It's been a while since he and I have hung out one on one.
I've been reading over my horoscopes religiously; which is something I never used to dwell on. Lately however, these last few strands have been viciously accurate and have provided insight and different ways of thought. Right now I'm continuing to search for light in hopes to find new meaning in my life.
I'm also talking to Rae much more often which is always good. She's one of a handful of the people here I've lost contact with whom I still want to carry a friendship. I think its the pregnancy that's led her to want to reach out again, but in any case, I'm always there with open arms to reconnect with an old friend. Even Dawn and I are still comrades, to my surprise. Her facebook status reads "single," though she still pokes me almost every day. Sometimes we even try for conversation but it's always so damn awkward. It's going to take time I guess. I feel guilty for hurting her but at the same time I have relief. I don't fully understand the method behind this madness, but we all will later, I'm sure.
I'm leaving for Union tomorrow morning to attend a retreat that's being provided by the unit for the single soldiers. The only catch is that we have to sit through a few seminars that will last a total of five hours through the course of the weekend. Still, it gets me out of the last two days of work and places me in a 4-star hotel with free meals.
For tonight I'm staying over at Brett's place. His wife is taking the remainder of the bar exam so she won't be around for the evening and I guess he wants company. He suggested that we watch South Park and drink Guinness like old times to which I politely agreed. It's been a while since he and I have hung out one on one.