Saturday, January 8th, 2000
Buffalo Tom Sleepy Eyed
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The Roses?  Eh, just liked em.  So I have a week now to relate...gone back to work.  Work was OK...it's actually always a rather laxadazicle day, the work, what's there to do, is never difficult nor requires too much thought.  There does however, always seem to be some little thing to do, creating file labels and filing paperwork, researching specific offenses/procedures, tracking done documents and people--oft times leaving the office and driving somewhere to do so, faxing...answering the phone, etc. 

Had a good two hour PT session Monday--Smith and I hit the gym and we benched...then ti was  four mile run for company PT. The very next day was muscle failure with the company and that got me sore as all hell...Neglected to do the gym in favor of sleep. Wednesday was a five mile ruck march...since it was so short I loaded my pack up--about fifty pounds or so, i dunno what exactly it was at. 

Smith has been in driver's training all week so he got to miss SGT's time training Wednesday morning, where SSG Wade dribbled on about admin seperation board proceedings and such...again for the second week in a row, using Mott's case as an example...i was having a hard time being attentive and staying awake--not nearly as bad as last week however...

Lately the company's been a hotbed of UCMJ activity...people missing formations, violating driving profiles, domestic disturbances...oy vey!  Yesterday at 1700 found me doing a first reading on 1 article fifteen.  Next week should see me doing two more.  It's good training for Smith however, as I am now slated to shift activities over to 519th MI BN as of the 1st of February. SPC Xu is leaving for PLDC next month and will be clearing/PCSing just after she gets back.  Cool, so I get to put up my own art, listen to my own music, do what I will with the CPU...etc.  !
First Sergeant was telling me a couple weeks ago that he'd never had his own office b4 he came to this unit...here I am, a lowly PFC, with my own office already :)  Wahoo!  SSG Wade asked me yesterday if I was getting tired of wearing PFC stripes...i gave him an emphatic "YES!"  Hopefully 519th squares me away there.  15 months enlisted now as of today.

Think it was Tuesday night...might have been Monday...Tracy came by to say hi.  Beal and Riley wanted some time alone with each other so Tracy and I went up to her room, where she blatantly said she wanted to have sex--no surprise there.  We ended up teasing each other for about two hours and that was it...no contact.  I came back to the room and went to sleep.  Since then I haven't had any desire at all to have sex with her.  It's good to know I can pretty much whenever I want it seems...but I just don't think I want her to be my first -- still holding out for that "someone special" cuz it's been blatantly discussed that it would be just sex and nothing else...i don't want to date her in any case anyway...it's fun to tease every once in a while though.  For a while I could lay there, holding her almost like I dream of holding HER in my arms.  It felt...nice, proper...but at the same time obviously wrong since tracy is assuredly not the woman I'm hoping to find.

I had another dream about Tori and Christa last night...It was a lot like all the others except this time there were a couple other people--this little red haired friend of christa's and I fell all over each other.  There was another man there too, not bryan, but he seemed familiar from the tori shows I saw this summer...I forgot the tickets at home or something ( i was only visiting the area for the show and christa)  and I had a big fret about that but somehow I found them or had them fed exed from home or *something*
The venue was odd instead of normal stadium seats or bar seating, it was like a lounge lizard act with all these round dinner tables like in Vegas and such.  The latrine had these really odd toilets where you squatted, didn't sit down, and they had those water things that washed your buttocks for you...but it was all super weird.  And i don't know how or why really, but my dad walked in...perhaps he had come with the tickets i forgot...

But woke up before the show ever started or i found out anything more about the redhead...

My dad the other night asked me why I never got into sound recording or producing or what not for a career because of my hobby...I told him it was simply because it seemed too late after having already switched majors once...
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