Wednesday, November 29, 2000. 13:37
I should feel real crappy right now, but I don't know if I do or not. I mean, my car is dead. Gone, no more "prunejuice-mobile". School deadlines are rapidly approaching. Got papers and tests up to my head. Work still sucks. I don't know, how come I'm not just in the nut house? I really don't know but for some reason I feel ok. Like my gut is tellin me that things will be good, by my head is telling me to proceed with extreme pessimsm. Quite a conflict there.
My Thanksgiving could have been better. I only saw my parents for four hours the whole weekend. Then I worked four days in a row. We had some nasty customers this weekend. All because they can't get crap at a lower price that they would normally pay for crap. I saw two middle age women just go off on my manager Rob. Now Rob is a good guy, he's hard working, a nice guy, respects his workers, and a good husband and father. A guy you can really look up to. But some bitch has the nerve to get into a shouting match with him in the middle of my department. You know, if I wasn't ringing up customers I would have gone Legacy of Kain on her and taken out her soul in a flash of cool green light. If you would have seen this, you'd know why I hate my job. Ok, guess I better get back to the business of life.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.

Monday, December 4, 2000. 13:51
Just sittin around on a Monday afternoon. Well, not really sittin around, I am in the middle of a workout. Gotta stay in shape, or at least attempt to so that I can feel better. I only have two more days of work at Target, then that's it...hopefully the last of my retail career. Then I have about 5 finals to take and then I fly down to Cuba. When I come back I hope to have a new car and a new place to live. My stuff is supposed to come here on Wednesday, but I'm sure that will fall apart some how. Can't even go to school tomorrow cause my grandmother hates me using her car. Oh well.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.

Thursday, December 7, 2000. 22:14.
Ok, if I acted weird today on the IM, it wasn't me, it was someone who's gonna get it Wolvie-Beserk Style.

Sunday, December 10, 2000. 9:17.
Holy shit did I get trashed last night. It was my last night workin at Target, and I went out and got hammered to celebrate. Some friends of mine took me to TGIFriday's where they have this drink called an Ultimate Long Island Iced Tea. It comes in a bucket. After one, I was kinda silly. After my second one, I was on another planet. I got dropped off here at John's and that's the last thing I remember. I know I went on the computer but I don't know what for. Then I layed down on the floor for a long time till I finally decided to get up. Now its early and everyone else is still asleep. Hopefully I can maybe hit a movie, finish my politics notebook and then get some other stuff done today. Tonight I'll be watchin WWF Armageddon with Corey. That should be good, six man Hell in a Cell. In other news, I finally got my new computer. It kicks so much ass. The DVD-Rom is one of the best things about it. The other cool thing is my webcam. I get to take pictures and short video clips. I'm puttin up a gallery of shots, click here to check it out. If you have a webcam, lemme know. We can hook up on netmeeting, which my cool friend Jenn got me into. Things are going ok I guess. I got my new car, another Plymouth Sundance. This one's a 92 and red. It's gettin worked on now. I am very confused about this one thing in my life which will probably turn into nothing by the time I leave here next week. Should be interesting to see how it turns out, though I am sure it nuttin will happen with it.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.

Thursday, December 14, 2000. 13:00.
You wanna know what's worse than a bad day? A bad half of a day. In the past twelve hours I've just been sinking lower and lower, I guess I'm just in a sad mood. There's been four things that got me real down. I don't know why I'm lettin it get to me though. Two of those things I can't even control so I won't talk about them and they weren't even my fault, I just think it is cause I seem to have such bad luck. Like nothing will ever work out in a good way. One thing that happened was that I had to write a three page paper for my Public Admin final. I did it last night and when I brought the disk into the lab to print it out, it wouldn't come up cause this computer doesn't have Microsoft Works. So I had to type up the whole thing again in about an hour. Quite a nervewracking experience that was. Also, I feel that I'm once again being taken advantage of by another girl who thinks she can manipulate and walk all over me. So I'm about to change that situation. Guess that's life. As this sad feeling increases more and more I find myself counting down every hour I have left till I return to GTMO. Right now I have 119 hours left to go till I land on the airfield. I have one more final to take and then I'm done, I also have a final to take by mail cause my corrections professor was kind enough to cut me a deal on that. This weekend might be my last weekend in Gloucester County, and it will probably be wasted on John's couch. Oh well.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.

Wednesday, December 20, 2000. 8:03
Well, here I am in Cuba, back home. I always think of this place as home and Jersey as the place where I live my life. I got to Norfolk on Monday evening and checked into the Navy Lodge there. I was really hungry, so I walked down to this dominos and got a medium bacon pizza...and some buffalo wings...and huge ass bottle of coke. That didn't help me get to sleep any. So around 4am I turned on the TV, did some sit-ups and push-ups, and caught a cab to the terminal at 530. The flight didn't leave Norfolk till 930 and I didn't land in here till 430pm. I had some dinner with my parents and then fell asleep at 630pm, not waking up till 5am this morning. So I figured the only thing to do would be go to the gym, so that's what I did. Now it begins, three weeks of GTMO life. Wonder what I'll do first. Well, I went to the gym first. Wonder what I'll do next. It's good to see my dog and be and be in my squeaky bed. It's odd, but for some strange reason, whenever I leave somewhere, I already count down how long it will be till I go back. When I go back to NJ, it will be cold, I won't have a job, and I'll have to go back to school. Sounds great.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.

Sunday, December 24, 2000. 2:24.
I sure have been livin it up down here in Cuba. This is actually the first night that I can actually make an entry. The past few nights I been so hammered I barely remember making it home. Things didn't happen here as accurately as I thought they would five months ago when I left here, but in spite of that, I sure did have some fun the past few nights. Been seeing everyone again, catching up, hangin with my girls, seein movies, training, etc. But I find myself being preoccupied with Jersey Josh's affairs and not GTMO Josh's life. Jersey Josh needs to go away. Ok, it's basically once again bullshit with girls that is getting on my nerves. I just got another bombshell that made me wish I got more plastered that I did tonight. But Hey! It's Christmas!! In a matter of hours I'll be filled with Christmas Cheer...most likely. I mean I'm not totally dead inside, come on.
Didn't mean to bother anyone with this, just had to get that off my chest.