Thoughts
My soldiers are good soldiers , except for one of them, who makes my life a living hell…..
I work hard, and my boss doesnt see it. All the other people do though, so I guess its good.
They liked it when I went in the tear gas chamber, I didnt.
KATUSAs (Korean soldiers augmenting the US Forces) are goofy, but generally good kids.
I’m tired of Korean girls calling me a playboy…..I dont think I am one anymore, if I ever became one since September, which arguably I may have been at times, but the term playboy sounds SO stupid. So what if I get a couple different numbers and date a few girls at the same time, once I find one that I like enough its different… oh shit…. just kidding im not that stupid word.
I miss my friends from Arlington, but like it here.
Getting drunk and wandering the streets of Daegu can be hazardous.
I work too hard, and spend too much time accidentally falling asleep when off duty…. Must enjoy life more instead of work all the time.
My fingers are hurting from the guitar callousingnessishessity. My arm hurts from the smallpox. My hip kind of hurts from the bone marrow.
Im glad the bone marrow woman is alive, but im frustrated she hasnt written me a letter back yet - hope she is good.
Disappointed that the emo girl from my past didnt turn out to be who I thought she was.
Im annoyed by the frequent amount of texts and calls I get from Korean advertising agencies.
Mike Swigert constantly tells me he wants to be inside me. If he can find a non-gay way to do this, I dont mind. ( okay thats a joke)
I miss Jeff, and talking to him when driving back to Aberdeen.
I miss Aberdeen.
I miss my little Layla Bum. I miss my little Layla Bum. I miss her. I miss that fucking dog so much.
My secretary makes me laugh because she is SO damn goofy, and i feel uncomfortable that her and my boss’s secretary chat about the varying degrees of cuteness my haircuts provide.
I need to get better at baseball.
Swimming is a great way to get in shape.
Hillary Clinton is a bitch.
Im tired of waking up early every day, and going to bed late.
I wish I could go to Asylum with my friends on weekends, and hang out with that black dude whos name i forget, but has REALY REALLY puffy hands.
I want to hear Mike Berger say “shalacked”
I miss Stephie, in general.
I miss all my friends.
I’m excite for CPT Chi’s upcoming baby.
I miss senior year.
I miss some aspects of TRADOC
I should have proposed in August.
Im in love with a girl who died in September, and every day wish life had gone differently for both of us so we could be together.
Karma is supposed to pay dividends, but Ive yet to see a single cent. Being a good guy is supposed to pay off, and the douchefags out there arent supposed to succeed.
Anyone who has a soul-stache should be drawn and quartered.
I want to adopt after the future ex-mrs. Lane and I have our first kid.
I still regret September so much.
