Monday, December 6, 1999. 13:24.
Seems I'm workin another job. Being a phone operator on a military base can prove to give some interesting news. Anyway, things are getting kinda hectic here. In case you didn't know, Cuba and USA are arguing over the custody of a young boy. His dad's in Cuba, wants him back, his mom's relatives in Miami want him to stay there. I hope the boy turns out ok, but I would like the situation resolved in a manner that doesn't bring about a missile getting shot through my window while I'm taking a crap. It's gettin to be the season where we all practice good will and stuff. Well, I practice good will...to people who don't piss me off, which is hard cause there are a lot of you bastards out there. I got to see the World is Not Enough over the weekend, it's a flick I recommend. Anyway, kinda keepin a low profile on the net, I only come out at night when the same people are on, if you wanna find me, you need to be a night owl. Gettin close to Christmas and you know what that means....yep, that time of year when TNT shows 24 hours of A Christmas Story. If you get the chance, watch it.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.


Tuesday, December 14, 1999. 21:53.
You know what I've noticed? That a little laziness goes a long way. Take for example, me. This time last months, I was hitting the gym a lot. Walking there, stretching, push ups, sit-ups, weight training, gymnastics, everything. Then I went into a depression relapse and I that training went to waste. My flat stomach started to get a little chubby. My rock-hard pecs are beginning to feel like saggy man breasts. I'm not a fat tub of lard, but I could be better. What's worse is that I do nothing in the morning but eat Trix and surf the net. If I don't get out of the door by 830 than I don't feel like going for risk of running into the old ladies on the treadmills who do nothing but walk in place and ride exercise bikes while watching Regis and Kathie Lee. Dealing with that is almost a workout in itself. I really wish I was with everyone else in my age group right now, leaving messages on their IM's saying that they're not around cause they have to study for finals. I still have about $4000 to go until I can get back. And even when I get the bill clear, there's no telling what road I will take.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.


Tuesday, December 21, 1999. 15:48.
Well, everything from last week has been changed slightly. I started training again, for what I don't know. I walk down to the gym, listening to Metallica along the way, then I get to the gym, stretch (they ain't lying about the importance of stretching, it's a must). Then I work with weights, building up my upper body with a bunch of exercises. I also got a student loan coming in that will get me out of debt and let me back into school and probably take away that Islamic Jihad that Drexel declared on me. So that's some stuff that was solved. Hopefully I'll keep going to the gym and my loan will come through ok. Next up is actually finishing what I need to accomplish down here and then moving back to the Northern environment.
With all this stuff going in with my academic career, my training, self teaching, working at the phone place, I seem to have forgotten that it is the season to be jolly. I'll be jolly when I'm damn good and ready to be. When I get there, the whole world will know I'm sure. I'm obsessing over my misplaced Commander Riker Christmas Tree ornament. We decorated the tree the other day and Number One just never showed up. All my other ones did, Batman, Spock, Skywalker, X-Wing...but no Riker. It's tearing me apart where he could be. Wish me luck in Trinket Trek III...The Search for Riker. Happy Holidays.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.


Thursday, December 30, 1999. 23:28.
This is the first time I can actually say I am writing this from work. I'm pulling the overnight shift here at the phone company. Which means that I sit around in a room about the size of a classroom all alone letting people know what the number to the taxi service is if they need it. I have all my CD's with me and I'm on track number 10 of Creed's "Human Clay", which I put in when I first got here. I hope I don't exhaust every place there is to go on the internet. My longest surfing the net has only been three hours without gettin tired of it. I brought my Jesse Ventura book to read and some pretzels and even a small pizza for the microwave. I think however I will suffer Playstation withdraw because since I got my new Playstation for Xmas I have isolated myself in my room playing Final Fantasy XIII. When I finish work at 7am, I'll need to go to sleep so I can be back here at 3pm, then go to a new years eve party till God knows when. It's odd how I totally isolated myself from everything. I didn't even bother to check my mail or anything. Anyway, this will be my last post of the year, the decade, century, milleneum, and everything else that has been hyped up by the media. Last thought's for this era? Relationships aren't everything, I learned that. With great power comes great responsibility, I learned that, so did Peter Parker. There's still a lot I have to atone for some of the things I did, and I must see that others answer for some of the things they did. I was right about keeping people at bay, cause people never see to be straight with me or hold up to what they say. And even if you are a rich Ex-Beatle with a huge mansion, you can still get jacked up. Happy New Year.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.


Monday, January 10, 2000. 1:20.
Well, I told you, the Y2K thing was all hype. New year, new stuff. Here I am, working overnight again at the phone company. Get this, after I get outta here at 7am, I hafta be at the school to substitute teach at 1030AM! For three days this week! Ain't that some shit? Man! People ask me, "When will you sleep?" I'll sleep when I can afford to. So, I'm just sittin here, wondering just how I got "here". What event I can trace my being here to. Was it when I decided to take the job here? When I decided to come here? Maybe when the other job didn't want to hire me. I dunno, maybe it was when I realized that I needed help with my drug problem. Maybe all the way back to when I decided to go to Drexel. Or when my dad decided to take the job here. Any one of those events were turning points. There's not much depression in me anymore, but much anger, rage...at myself, at the world, friends, life in general perhaps. Channeling that agression physically at the gym and training led me to gain 20 lbs since starting my training. Mostly in my arms and chest and ass. I'll sit in the hills for an hour just wondering where I should go from here. The Navy has so much red tape that prevents me from entering. Not what I need now. The back up plans seem to interfere with logical plans. It sucks. I been goin through CD's like mad tonight I'm on Red Hot Chili Peppers now, finished STP and a Metallica. The women situation here still sucks. I was talkin with a bunch of guys here on how the women know they have the upper hand here and how they flaunt it like it's power, ruining every guys experience in GTMO. This is how I used to get when I was on a bender, I'd just vent my mind of all random thoughts and feelings. I worry about a lot of things, I'd rather be in a relationship with a girl then the current relationship I'm in with my nintendo. Then I'd know I was wanted for being me and only me...cause my current streak causes me to think that I can't rely on anyone truly if noone can rely on me and then I get all isolated and anti-social...maybe even like that guy in Clockwork Orange...probably not though The only drink in the fridge is Pepsi, that's not good, I need the Dew. I brought a pizza to eat. When everyone goes offline I'll eat and write so emails and letters. My dad is goin to VA for some time, he'll miss the Super Bowl here, that sucks. Part of life, I'll hang at the officer's bar then. I saw Sleepy Hollow this week, that was good, House on Haunted Hill, that was scary, and The Messenger, that blew. Gettin worried about comin back cause I don't know what there will be for me when I get back, a lotta that same stuff that I went through when in FL. I'm not gonna build it up as much as I did last time.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.


Thursday, January 13, 2000. 0037.
Man, there are some rickety young shits out there in our school system. Here's the thing. I was doin my duty as the monitor on the lunch bus today, dig? And there's this 8th grade girl that gets picked on everywhere I see her. Class, hallways, buses, restaurants, church, hospitals, and AK-47 practice. So he's pinning her down on the seat, and she's kinda whining in protest. So I tell him to go easy on her, he doesn't give much response. Minutes later, he's back at it again. Messing her hair as she brushes it and pinching her neck, and all the time she gets more pissed and tells him to leave her alone. This is where King steps in. I point at him and tell him to leave her alone. He takes off his sunglasses and asks me, "Do you have a problem?" I'm like, "Yeah I got a problem, leave her alone!" He responds with, "Why don't you mind your fucking business!" Here I feel the spirit of Road Dogg Jesse James enter my body as I say ,"Oh you didn't know?...Well your ass better call somedbodyyyyyyy!I'm in charge of this bus when Mr. Johnson (regular guy) isn't here and that means you better KNOW YOUR ROLE AND RESPECT MY AUTHORITAH!! It was then the kids on the bus realized there was a new dude who wasn't gonna take shit.
I'm at work by the way, tonight the phone is ringin off the hook. Two shitheads just called askin for wake-up calls. What a load. People here take the "base information" term a little too literally. They call askin for the time, the bus schedule, the movie schedule, the ferry schedule, problems with the TV, what the phase of the moon is in Pakistan, all sorts of shit. College classes start Tuesday, that makes college number three. Wow. I'll keep you posted on how that goes.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.