1.26.2007

O Diem Praeclarum!

Good News!!

(no, I didn't save over 20% on my car insurance. I still overpay.)

Iv'e gotten my wedding ring back

" Oh, What a beautiful day!"

WOO HOOoooo!!!!

1.25.2007

Malum consilium quod mutari non potest

As many times as I have traveled into the city rarely have I actually interacted with the Iraqi people. We are constantly under the impression that all Muslim people are bad and want to cause harm to the Marines and soldiers whenever we go into the city. I understand that we have to remain vigilant in order to protect lives from those who do want to hurt us but not all Iraqis are bad. As a matter of fact, they are good people. The kids are so innocent and you can't help but wave and give a candy bar or two. Just some thoughts...

Later that day, My unit was given a task that made my heart sink... We had to order a family to leave their house because it was "conflicting"our mission and it had to be destroyed. As much as we tried to fight the officer in charge and trying to talk him into taking another approach, our current route was essential to the mission. I didn't know what to do... I wanted to refuse the order but we all knew that the house was going to be demolished whether we wanted it to be or not. It was over our heads...
"A bad plan that couldn't be changed"
I had no choice, I had to comply...

Last I saw of the family, the little girl looked at me with a puzzled look on her face as if she was asking me why I wanted to take away her home. I looked away and tried to keep my eyes on the target even though my vision was beginning to blur. I didn't know what else to do...


1.22.2007

Arduum Sane Munus

Ugh!! I hate paperwork!!!

It's 1209 in the morning and I just finished printing off like "a billion" pages of crap that I just typed up. I thought I was going to be able to skate out of this inspection.

You know... I didn't join the military to get caught behind a desk armed with a keyboard and mouse. Not to mention, there will be a freakin' general walking around the lot as well. Time to put on the clean uniforms, unscuffed boots and prepare to pucker up those ass-kissing lips Marine! Say things like; "Oh, yes sir, I love being here in Iraq!" yeah, right... "I love Iraq and I really do believe in keeping the hearts and minds of the Iraqi people!"

If you only knew...

(Excuse my venting, I'm a little tired, wired and fed-up on fighting the war on papercuts)

Office work... "A truly arduous task."

Post Bellum

A couple weeks left here in Iraq. I can't wait!!

Finally, my first tour in Iraq is nearing its end and I'm looking forward to drinking gallons of beer and eating like there's no tomorrow at the friendly neighborhood Hooters. Life will be good.

My wife and I go apartment hunting as well as furniture shopping. (which might sound a little fruity but I don't really care what you think, It's gonna be kick ass!) We will also finally be able to put some money down on land back home in Texas. The rest will go into savings so after our next deployment, my wife and I will have enough to start building our "dream house" on our land. That's also about the same time our contract expires.

She goes to college at a nearby university and I start my motorcycle technician schooling. We become rich and powerful and eventually RULE THE WORLD!!!

not really...

as you can tell, we have big dreams "After the war."

1.19.2007

Melius Frangi Quam Flecti

Have you ever heard the proverb " It is better to break than to bend?"

Heavy stress can cause one to change...
Whether its the way the person acts, the way their thinking process functions or even the slightest change i.e. a different hairstyle, speech, or attitude.
People change sometimes for the better under stress...

Logic goes out the window and instinct dictate your next move.

The calm, civilized "you", abscond and the harsh, primal "you" makes his presence known almost always immediately.

In my case I like my "someone else." He doesn't give in as much as I normally would. He's here, now... writing furiously. The stress of "almost coming home" is keeping me edgy... Kinda like a boring movie that won't end. Point being, It Sucks, a shitload.

With him life seems easier. I'm carefree, and I revert back to the basic things in life. Unfortunately, even my "badass" has his breaking point, And its not pretty. He's gotten me into alot of trouble before. He has his weak point with leads him to snap. The woman we love. My wife...

A group of individuals once tried to separate us. Let's just say after that particular incident, I no longer wanted to see that side of me ever again. But like I said, Stress will cause someone to change, willingly or not.

Ive been able to keep myself together for about five months now... I don't know how much longer I can hold out.

So "Is it better to break than to bend?"

Only if I don't shatter...

1.12.2007

Stercus accidit

It rained... All day.

whatever.

Looks like another year of fun... I can't wait.

Deadlines creeping closer and closer. I still have a lot of work that needed to be done today. Too bad I won't be able to work on it tomorrow. At least the inspection isn't for a couple of days...


Oh, by the way,

I lost my wedding ring today. Dropped it right into a small crevice. Pretty funny how the earth seems to spilt just enough to swallow something like that. You swear you see it open right before your eyes. And then, "ping", there goes my wedding band, the sound is still making me cringe. I feel so helpless.
But please know this, I'm gonna get it back... even if I have to tear up concrete with my bear hands!!
Shit Happens...