What a boring week. I wish I had something interesting to write about, but there is just nothing worthy. One of my friends burned a stack of music CD's for me and sent them over this week. I am very much looking forward to getting those. Most of the people I work with on a day-to-day basis listen to nothing but rap and R&B which I have learned to deal with, but after a while it gets very old and I unfortunately did not have a lot of room to pack my music collection to bring it with me. Still not sure how I'm going to get all this stuff back with me, but I'll worry about that when the time comes. I'm hoping that time will be before the holidays, but I am not holding my breath on anything at this point. So long as I don't have to spend more than a year over here I guess I will be happy.

This morning was promotion time for yours-truly. I have officially abandoned the world of Privates, and am now a Specialist. I feel taller already (for those of you who do not know my sarcasm, that was a perfect example of it). I was rather disapointed that my promotion did not happen sooner. There are a few people from my team who left within the past few days who I would have liked to have been there. It was also rather hurried this morning, so much so that I forgot to have someone take pictures for me. I know how much my parents and even some of my friends would have liked to see those. Too late now, they'll just have to look through old pictures and compare my collar to see what has changed.

Paperwork concerning the iBook I purchased off ebay that never arrived got here today (the paperwork got here that is, not the iBook itself). I got the forms all filled out and ready to get sent back. I'm still disapointed that the computer never found its way to me, but hopefully I will be able to at least get my money back.

Thats all for now, going to wander off to "midnight chow" and see if they have hamburgers, or hot dogs, or something that looks like Dextor barfed up in the bathtub.

Don't EVER get into the gun-control debate with a close friend. For that matter, don't talk about abortion, religion, homosexuality, race relations, or anything else that might be slightly controversial. It makes life so much easier if you just sit around and stare at one another in complete silence.

Quote of the night: "I like puddin... but not in a sexual way." - Larry

A package arrived for me last night. Low and behold it was the jeans and khaki cargo pants I ordered from American Eagle. I can finally wear some civilian clothes on the weekends and feel at least somewhat human. The one pair of jeans I did have out here, I managed to rip a HUGE hole in the knee. Then... the next time I put them on, I made the hole even bigger.
The past few nights around here have been un-eventful as always. Our virus hunting practice has started to taper off a little. I swear, Microsoft is causing so much havoc for us. Every time we turn around, wham, we're getting hit with another big hole in their OS and more virus' exploiting it. I think we need a team of people over here just to hunt down and kill off all these damn computer virus'.
All in all its a fairly boring routine I've gotten into, which doesn't make for a lot of interesting writing. Its rather sad when a package from AE is the highlight of my day. All in all, I guess a boring routine over here is probably a good thing. I'd rather not have too much excitement, I just want to do my part over here, and then go home.

So two muffins were sitting in the oven.

The first muffin looks over and says "Damn, its getting hot in here."

The second muffin looks over in suprise and yells "Holyshit a talking muffin!"

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Will the bad movies never cease??? Tonights feature was Son-in-Law. Which is as much as I'm going to say about the movie. Knowing who stars in it should tell you all you need to know.

Supposedly today we are having a "Cookout" which I will most likely sleep through again. I'm not overly disapointed. Many of you who know me probably know that I'm not a very social creature. Standing around eating hotdogs and hamburgers with the people I work with just does not sound like my idea of a great time.

I generally keep a broad seperation between "work" and "friends." This place is most definately WORK, therefore it's hard for me to relax and have a good time. I'm sure there are other circumstances meddling in that as well, but I wont go into those at this time. But I do have to say I've gotten to the point where I take great joy in the very small amount of time I get alone. I've been seeing these same people, day in and day out since February. These people are my co-workers, my bosses, my peers... Not my friends. Yes I get along with them, laugh and joke around, we even enjoy ourselves from time to time. At the same time, I do not have the connection with them that I have with the people back home. Again, perhaps I'm just letting a bad week at work get to me... Maybe I need to get some better sleep... Maybe I need a good stiff drink... Or maybe it's time to go home... Well, the last one definately wont happen for a while yet.

Anywhoo... No sense in worrying about something that cannot be changed. So up comes the sun on another day in the Middle East.

One bad movie deserves another??

Another review of a movie you should NOT watch. Dracula II. I must say I did like the scene where the large chested blonde bimbo woman tried to fly out of that second story window. Then after her dumbass friends buried her in the back yard she gets up, kills a cop and gets killed by the "priest." Pretty active for a dead blonde.
And of course, if you're going to suffer through the movie, you will laugh your ass off when the vampire bites the "bad guys" face off. I'm still trying to figure out who is the good guy in this movie. You know what? I don't care. I hope I never have to suffer through the punishment of watching that horrid movie again! What did I do to deserve this? Really now?

Another long night not quite over with. Yea, the sun is coming up, or I think it did that a few hours ago. I don't know, I've been locked away inside this building most of the night. As usual nothing of any importance going on around here.
I did receive an email from one of my teachers from High School. She is one of the few I keep in contact with. And I really think that because of her I've been able to accomplish so much of what I have done. I could go into detail in all the ways she's helped me, pushed me along, and helped bring out my talents when it comes to computers. But its been a long night and I don't feel like typing that much. I'm just glad that she's still there, making a difference for someone elses life now, helping them out.

Thats all I'm going to write for tonight... Gonna surf a little more internet, maybe a little more chat, then shower, then sleep (hopefully).

The next president of the United States:
We will have a half black, half mexican jewish lesbian as president. Her name will be Shaniqua Manuel Goldstein. She will wear tight wranger jeans, have a mullet, and lots of dangly kitty earrings. The presedential limousine will be replaced by the presedential pickup truck. She will also have a cute (not-so-petite) blonde, girly girlfriend named Hillary.

As usual, nothing of real interest to write about. I watched an absolutely horrible movie today. I should have listened to my father when he told me that the book was MUCH better than the movie. But did I listen? I just finished reading Starship Troopers, and its been years since I've seen the movie. Yes I remember the movie being horrible at the time, but I couldn't remember WHY it was so horrible. Well, I reminded myself why it was such a horrible movie. I still don't understand how that movie can get away with claiming to be based on the novel. It seems that whoever wrote the screenplay, did so from memory after reading the book in his High School english class 13 years ago.
So for those of you who have been unfortunate enough to see the movie Starship Troopers, please do not let that spoil the book. Take some time, sit down, and read a good book by Heinlien.

Ok, this will be my first post using my new iBook which has finally arrived. Some of you may know the saga of my iBook, first one bought off ebay. Never arrived. Most likely stolen in transit. Second one (this one) ordered directly from apple. Shipped, arrived. *yay*
So yea, I finally have something to help keep me occupied at night. So far, with the little time I have spent with my new laptop, I may just abandon the PC field and fall in love with Apple. But I will keep you updated as my time with my Apple progresses

I would like to appologize to any cricket lovers out there. For our friend the cricket.... is now a stain on the bottom of my boot. He was trying to be a sneaky little cricket, but I was able to outwit my opponent. As I entered the back room the cricket chirping ceased, I walked out of the room just past the doorway and he resumed his chriping. I stepped back into the room, and it ceased again. He was trying to hide from me. I had been able to narrow down which portion of the room I believed him to be residing. I grabbed our maglite, flipped it on and quickly started moving boxes out of the way. I located our little friend the cricket trying to escape and run behind even more boxes. I was able to stop him and feel his little exoskeleton give way under the pressure of my size 9 combat boot. Our little friend the cricket... is no more... as the old saying goes... "Silence is golden"

I will find the cricket... I will destroy the cricket... Victory will be mine...

Aaahhh, listening to Tom Sullivan sit in for Rush Limbaugh today. Its been a while since I've gotten to listen to some talk radio. I just wish I could find a site to stream Michael Savage, now that guy is HILARIOUS!

Got myself a full shower today!! *yay* But of course the generator for my trailer shut off again for a good half hour. Oh well, still managed to sleep. I get to take tomorrow off work. Still don't know what I'm going to do. There isn't anything for me to do when I'm AT work, now I have to find something to keep me occupied when I'm not at work. Maybe I'll sleep for 24 hours or so, that could be fun.

So yea, nothing really has happened around here. We had a stupid little meeting with First Sergeant this morning. He was all worried why nobody wants to go on MWR trips. LOL, next time I leave this place, I'm NEVER coming back. I'm not going to go to some nasty little run down country in the middle east, with an army camp on it somewhere just to sit and do NOTHING for four days only to have to come back to this hell hole and still wait around for that grand ole word "redeployment"

Quote of the day: "It doesn't matter if I've eaten Taco bell or not, wearing boxers soaked in rocket fuel is a bad idea." - Unknown

Alright, here goes nothing. I've seen these all over the place, have become addicted to reading about the adventures of many of my friends (and some people I've never heard of) so I figure it's time for me to start my own little publication.

No, my new iBook has not arrived yet. I'm becoming quite anxious. Working night shift over here becomes rather boring after the first 5 minutes or so. There is only so much web surfing to be done in one night until your brain starts to dribble out your ear. So hopefully my new iBook will arive within the next few days and it will a good distraction to keep me occupied for a week or two. Life over here has become so mundane and repetitive, I feel like I am living inside the move Groundhog Day. Staring at the same stacks of servers and routers day in and day out. Only managing to get back to the trailer to catch a few hours of sleep and maybe a shower. I almost completed a full shower today! Not 3 minutes into my shower, my face was covered in soap, and the next thing I hear is the generator shutting off. Not a good sound by any means. So there I am, alone, naked, the soap now starting to run down my face and into my eyes and all the water pressure is gone. So I stand there for about five minutes hoping that someone will just turn the damn generator back on. But no, I think they decided to rebuild the whole thing right there! So needless to say I did not get to have my shower. To make things even better once I dried off, got dressed and back to my trailer, I laid down and picked up my book and started to read. Next thing I hear is the generator for MY trailer shut off. (I was already pretty peeved at this point) So within 5 minutes that little tin can heats up pretty darn good. As usual, it took them a good 30-45 minutes to turn the damn thing back on. So obviously I was more than a little pissed at that point and no sense in me even trying to get to sleep when I'm that angry. So my roommate and I took it upon ourselves to apply fresh cardboard to the door, and re-tape all the cardboard over the windows. Its so much nicer in there now that its dark during the day, it allows me to get a "few" good hours of sleep every now and then.
So I woke up and came back to work... Staring at the same blinking servers as always. Midnight chow was a joke. More un-identifiable meat chunks and rice. But I'm sure breakfast will be here soon enough and now that they're no longer serving that damned "camel-bacon" and we have real turkey-bacon, breakfast is the highlight of my day (sad huh?)