December Tidings

6 12 2011

Well folks, it’s officially December. I can’t say this has been the most productive month so far…

I’ve been watching a lot of Teen Mom, Sister Wives, Real World, Gossip Girl, Desperate Housewives, and 19 Kids and Counting. Television kind of sucks your life away…I don’t know why I watch so much of it. Seriously on the weekend it’s like an all day thing and then all of a sudden it’s 8pm…where’d the day go? There’s this book called “The Black Rock”. I haven’t actually read it, but Sis Roch was telling me about it. It’s about this tribe back in the day who would waste away their lives staring at this black rock. They were so consumed by this rock that their lives flew by so fast and they accomplished nothing. Then all of a sudden they were old and crippled and they didn’t know where the time went. Kind of like a television box, no?

Speaking of black rocks, does anyone else think Kim K’s engagement/wedding ring was offensively large!? Like, 20 carats too large. Perhaps she will donate it to charity seeing as it didn’t really pan out..

Oh, and working. Which consists of going to classes for my upcoming duty on board a ship. Some diverse classes let me tell you.

We went down to Point Loma and Coronado Beach the other day and took some photos. It was a blast. If only I could do this for a living! But I don’t want my passion to become a job. So I’m happy doing it on my free time for now.

Me and the Missouri Man didn’t work out… Long story but I’m just not cut out for this long distance thing. I’ve known him since I was young, so we’re still going to be friends, but it sucks it didn’t work out. He can’t leave Missouri because of his job and I can’t leave CA because of my job. So that’s that. I think I’m giving up in the long-distance world of dating. It’s a hundred times harder than having a normal relationship. Every little problem is just magnified. I don’t know how people in the military get married or have kids. Well, the kids thing is easy. As for finding someone to spend your life with, you actually have to be in the same state at least to make things work. Considering I’ll be moving around for the next 13 years until retirement…that doesn’t make me very marketable.

Me and Sista Roch were discussing the other day how former bf’s just come out of the woodwork sometimes. That same day someone I knew in Bahrain emailed me out of the blue. He’d been on deployment for the last few months and just got back and wanted to see what I was up to. Why do guys randomly email/text/message you out of the blue? Well, my theory is that they’d like to keep you around in case they are in the same place as you and they want to hook up. That’s really the only reason I can see why they would want to string you along… And it’s never a, “Hey, how are you doing? How’s school? How’s work? Great, I’m doing well. Welp, have a good one!” No, it’s some crap about how they miss you and they wish they were where you were and so on. Well, I’m onto you boys in the woodwork. I’m not buyin it!

And, on top of that Mista B gets here in a week. We’re stationed on the same ship…I know what are the odds. So, mixed feelings about that. I haven’t seen him since April and I hope it’s not weird seeing him. I have been thinking about him. It’s not like you date someone and then break up and forget they existed and stop caring. So, it will be nice to catch up.

In that same department, an ex from Hawaii might be moving here for a job. He finds out in January. Weird. It seems like everyone and their mother are moving to California. Specifically San Diego. We don’t really talk much. We used to, but it’s gotten less and less over the years. I don’t really have any romantical feelings for him, but it would be nice to meet up and catch up on what he’s been doing.

AND, W is coming here in January for drill for a couple weeks. I haven’t seen him since summer of 2010 when we broke up for good. But we’ve been talking quite a bit. I still miss him and wonder what he’s doing all the time and wish that he would miss me. I’ve never really gotten a straight answer out of him about anything. I’m the wear-your-heart-on-your-sleeve type of person. And his is locked in a deep deep dark cave inside his chest. Maybe he doesn’t even know what he’s thinking or feeling. Guys are never good at that shit. But we basically have been talking for five years now. We dated for about a year when we were in Hawaii. Then we both got out of the military and it became a long-distance relationship. My favorite. Guess what, it didn’t work. I went to Bahrain and he went back to Hawaii and even though we kept talking the relationship thing didn’t pan out. But I’ve always wanted to be with him, regardless. It’s just tough because it’s up in the air where he’ll be for the next several years. I know I still have feelings for him, so maybe we’ll talk while he’s out here and hash some things out.

See what I mean, woodwork.



10 08 2011

I’m sure everyone has heard about the helo crash in Afghanistan that happened on the 6th.

If you haven’t, the story is below:

There are really no words to describe how tragic and unbelievable this is.

I was stationed with one of the men who died in the crash, and I remember him as being a great guy who could walk into any room and light it up. And I know people say that all the time about their friends and loved ones, but this guy really could. He had a thick accent, Philadelphia to be exact, and a crazy sense of humor and always knew how to make you smile and have a good time. And on top of that he was kind, honest, and dedicated to his job.

I knew he was doing something with the SEALS, but didn’t know exactly where or what he was doing because of the whole secrecy/liability thing. So when I heard about what happened, I immediately got a pit in my stomach. There were several men killed, and I had a feeling someone I knew was among them. It’s a feeling you can’t really describe. But it wasn’t a good thing I knew that. When I logged onto facebook I saw my friend’s pages and their statuses implied Mike had been one of them.

Immediately I felt sick. I understand a lot of soldiers, civilians, loved ones, friends, etc have given their lives during this war (and many others), but you never expect someone you know to be one of them. Not that it makes it meaningless when you don’t know those that have died, but when you actually served with someone and were friends with them, it changes everything. It makes you angry, sad, vengeful, sick, and bewildered all at once.

The news says he was recently engaged and had just bought a house. And now the dreams are over. Families, friends, everyone is left behind wondering why. Why do these awful terrible things have to happen to such good people. Such honorable, strong, courageous people.

Most of us just want this war to be over. And they keep putting dates out as to when we will be fully turned over and out of there. But can you really put a date/timeline on this sort of thing? Naturally we would love for our people to be home. Those that we have a life with, those we are friends with, those we have served with, but we will be done when we are done. All we can do is fight this war, and do the best that we can using the resources we have.

Personally I would like to take the whole fucking place out. What good comes from it? If there was a way to get all of the innocent civilians out of the theater and then bomb it to hell, that would be a perfect solution. But we all know this is not possible.

I wasn’t best friends with Mike, or even close friends, but I do know that he was one of a kind, he loved his country, he loved his fiance, he loved his family, and it is a shame he was taken. People say there is a reason for everything, but I’m not seeing the light at the end of the tunnel for this one. Mike was taken too early. His job in life and the military were not done.

I know he would want us to all move on with our lives and do what makes us happy, and he would tell his family that everything would be okay, because he was just that kind of guy, but for right now this whole thing is making me realize life is so precious.


20 05 2011

It needs to be said again…Charlie Hunnam is kiiiiiind of a hottie…but nevermind that stocking cap.

Exhibit A:

Before I get into my daily rant…check out my friends’ blog, ———>    it’s over there to the right under BLOGS. Holly writes about their adoption journey, and it’s heart wrenching and heartwarming both at the same time. It’s an amazing story, you got to read about it sometime when you have a couple mins to kick back with some hot tea and read about their lives. On the 18th of May, they FINALLY got a baby, after years and years of trying. They are the sweetest people and I am so happy for them. One. Lucky. Baby.

Tomorrow is Cultural awareness day here in Pensacola for the Navy. So, naturally I’m expecting all kinds of awesomeness. When there’s booters involved you can count on a whole different level of special… Let the fun & games begin! Luckily, our morning muster begins at 0615, thank god, up to see the sun rise. Who needs to sleep in anyway? For the birds if you ask me. Thank you Navy. Also I have duty this weekend. Thank you again, Navy. I’m feeling extra cynical today, can you tell?

On a lighter and more smiling note, I did decide to rent a jalopy this weekend. I hope to sputter around and visit a few of my old stomping grounds. Well, last time I was here I visited a couple of strip clubs, just about every restaurant, the malls, and about five of the popular bars. Hey, I was 19 what do you expect? So when I say old stomping grounds, I really mean that I’ll prob go check out Pensacola beach, and maybe drive over to Milton. We had some family that used to live there, and if I’m correct, I think we still have a distant cousin that resides in Milton. It’s about 45 mins from Pcola if memory serves me correctly. This is the first time in two–ish years that I’ve been able to drive around my country, so it’s happening. Oh I can’t WAIT for the stoplights and retarded drivers. If Bahrain prepared me for anything, it’s crazy drivers. Praying there’s no accident…I better splurge that $20 and get full coverage. Oh rental vehicle, you don’t even know what’s comin..

Speaking of cars…every time I get home I search my “” and my car is nowhere to be found. It gives me some cop-out excuse for a location, “vehicle is with carrier in the trans-oceanic”…wtf does that even mean? It could still be at the port of Bahrain for all I know. I keep joking with the Mista that the container ship probably got pirated. Who knows, maybe it did. “Thank you for inquiring about your vehicle. It is currently being held hostage by Somali Pirates, please check again tomorrow.”

Is it legal to blog at work? What if you’re Harry Potter?

10 11 2010


I guess it’s legal…as long as you don’t tell your employer..

Kind of like, “It’s not cheating as long as you don’t pay for it”…a quote from our former LT. Right. However, I do believe -no matter who’s book you’re going by- when you come home with one of those itchy downstairs gifts it’s considered infidelity. Cat’s outa the bag at that point. Some gifts you just can’t give back …

So apparently the game of Quiddich (my spellcheck wand is at the repair shop) has come full circle and it is officially a sport. No kidding, there’s a wiki entry for it and everything. If it’s on Wiki, it’s legit. Like, LEGIT LEGIT.  Check this shit out: These players aren’t fucking around. Aaaand apparently the golden snitch is an actual player dressed up in gold with wings. They let him out at half time and he runs all over campus, and the seeker has to find him. Wtf. I can’t say I wouldn’t like to see this play out though.

Tomorrow is Veteran’s Day. Happy VD to wordpressers. And thank you to everyone for allowing me to serve this country and do what I do. It’s the people back home taking care of things that enable us to be overseas doing the military thing. Yes, I do have to work tomorrow while the rest of the world has off, but I had Mon-Tues off so I can’t really complain. Plus, with the cubes vacant I will be able to concentrate and get some shit done. So, thank you Navy, for not recognizing the day that honors your employees. Nice job.

P.S. Not everyone in the military looks like this. Terribly unfortunate.