This will be my last post as a member of SG. I don't like where the site has gone. It has become too mainstream and is starting to turn into high school. Most I will not miss, but there are those of you who I will miss dearly. As of 12:01 am on Wednesday, I am officially revoking my membership. Good luck to those who I will not speak to again. To those that belong to other better sites like this one, I hope to see you there.

Well, I have returned. I was in the Mojave Desert for about 8 weeks. I needed to get away from it all for a while. Now, I am rejuvinated and my mind has been cleared. It is good to be home.

Well, it has been about a month since I have been in North Carolina, and I must say that it is just as shitty as I remember it. I am hating life right now. On the plus side though, I probably won't have to go back to that fucking war again.

I have been pondering on whether or not to go back to Iraq. It isn't like a have a real choice, but I have learned a few ways to get out of it. I mean, I have been in the Marines for 3 years now. I have gone as far as I can go professionally in it. I have been to the sandbox for a combined time of a year and a half. That is close to 3 full tours for USMC infantry. I don't like where the war is going, but I cannot claim that I am a consciencious objector atr this point. I believed in what we did 3 years ago when I joined. Now though, the way it is being run is pathetic. I am in a great unit and I love every guy I am with. They really are my brothers now. I am torn. My whole attitude towards the Marine Corps right now is just sour. I want this last year to go by really quickly. I have so many good plans for when I get out, and I really don't feel like getting a leg or arm blown off when I am this close to getting out. Does anyone understand what I mean!?

P.S. - I am growing a mustache now. It is rare these days. Should I Tony Orlando it, or give it the ol' Magnum PI?

Friday night. Mothers lock up your daughters... because if they are out and about, that is just more women to reject me in my drunken stupor. Prepare for embarrassment.

Back in NY for a long time!

Well, I have been back in Va for a few days now, and I have managed not to blow my brains out with my M9. I can't wait to go home again, which may be in a shorter and for a longer time than I originally thought. Yay!

Well, today I went with vampiresquirrel to the tattoo shop and we both got some ink. I got St. Michael Slaying the Dragon by Raphael, which is my favorite painting, on my forearm. She got a heart made out of thorns on her wrist. My buddy Matt didn't have time for his work today, so sucks to be him. All in all, good day.

Everyday my vacation gets closer to the end. In less than a week I have to go down to Virginia. In less than 2 months I have to move back to North Carolina. In September, I am being forced back to the war in Iraq. Thankfully, this time next year I won't have to worry about anymore major moves. It will be back to good old NY. I don't know why I am posting all of this, but I think that it just really hit me that I'll be moving around this much within the year. I hate where I am in this world right now and I just can't wait to get back to my film work and only have to worry about finding people, ideas and my sanity to do my work with.

Once again I am writing about how bored I am. I have been sitting here thinking about what I should do for St. Pat's. Suggestions? Anyway, good weekend all around. Saw some people I haven't seen in like 3 years. Strange how people change. Probably gonna drink alone again tonight. It happens. Can't wait till tomorrow. I am throwing some new ideas at my artist. Hopefully gonna come up with some great art tomorrow. Also gotta vivit some family. I hate going, but I gotta force myself to. G-Pa getting old, love seeing him, but that means my shithead cousin will be there. Compulsive liar. Why can't people just be honest? OK, enough rambling from me for now.