be and be and be.

[welikefishes]

this is the first time i've logged in to LJ in what can only be described as little decades. According to LJ it's been 70 weeks since i've posted an entry. i'm a university contractor in iraq. i'm dirty and tired. i'm feeling accomplished. i'm waking to small arms. i'm walking around with one contact in. i'm smoking like a chimney. i'm writing shakespearean sonnets, one for each day i'm alive. i'm tired of mess hall food. i'm convoying from Tikrit to JBB and hopefully from JBB to Taji, so no one can call me a fobbit. i'm being cracked out on coffee. i'm having vivid dreams of love and splendor, then waking up. i'm beating stephanie at trivial pursuit with missing pieces. i'm forgetting it's christmas. i'm imagining i'm a character in The Road.

life is grand. seriously. i like it here. i'm hoping i don't get shot today, because then i'll have to leave.