It's amazing how encouraging and slightly flirtatious comments from a friend can really brighten one's mood, taking me from a point of seething, unrelenting hatred of someone I know only in deed, to a point of giddy elation I haven't seen in quite some time.
So, Dayton trip over and done with. Pretty straightforward military run around. The only thing is that I walked away with a sense of increasing fear. I'm not sure, however, if the fear was due to the possibility of returning to service, or that that might be what I really want.
The weird thing, though, was once the fear set in (for whatever its cause), I immediately began to worry about what a certain person thought about my possible return. I have no idea why, but I couldn't shake the thoughts, "What will [she] say?" and, "I hope she won't hate me if I go back." Which is strange, given that as of late, I've not cared for anyone's opinion about my actions.
During my trip, I decided to read a book I had picked up, Where Angels Fear to Tread. It's subtitled, "A Remy Chandler Novel," which makes me think it's part of a series. I'm not sure if this is the first book of the series (likely not), but I'm glad that it's the first that I read. I realize that character establishment is important, but I always find it incredibly dull.
As I read the book, I found myself thinking, "This'd make a neat television show." It didn't grip me enough to justify a movie, but it was interesting enough to where I was visualizing things as they may appear on an hour long drama. Of course, the story was predictable, and I had the entire plot figured out on page 50.
Then Dagon showed up.
Anyway...
I'm hoping that my tax credit money will come soon, so I can get my fucking car fixed. Once that happens, I can actually live at my house, and can start to save money.
So, Dayton trip over and done with. Pretty straightforward military run around. The only thing is that I walked away with a sense of increasing fear. I'm not sure, however, if the fear was due to the possibility of returning to service, or that that might be what I really want.
The weird thing, though, was once the fear set in (for whatever its cause), I immediately began to worry about what a certain person thought about my possible return. I have no idea why, but I couldn't shake the thoughts, "What will [she] say?" and, "I hope she won't hate me if I go back." Which is strange, given that as of late, I've not cared for anyone's opinion about my actions.
During my trip, I decided to read a book I had picked up, Where Angels Fear to Tread. It's subtitled, "A Remy Chandler Novel," which makes me think it's part of a series. I'm not sure if this is the first book of the series (likely not), but I'm glad that it's the first that I read. I realize that character establishment is important, but I always find it incredibly dull.
As I read the book, I found myself thinking, "This'd make a neat television show." It didn't grip me enough to justify a movie, but it was interesting enough to where I was visualizing things as they may appear on an hour long drama. Of course, the story was predictable, and I had the entire plot figured out on page 50.
Then Dagon showed up.
Anyway...
I'm hoping that my tax credit money will come soon, so I can get my fucking car fixed. Once that happens, I can actually live at my house, and can start to save money.