So I've officially come to the conclusion that somebody did in fact renew my subscription for me. I remember it being around this time last year I first start preparing for it to shut down, and I definitely haven't made any payments since then. Oh well, I'm not complaining.
So, I've been officially approved for work with KBR in Iraq, pending an FBI background check, which I know I'll pass. I originally wondered if my Inactive Reserve contract with the army, ending in August of 2014, would impose, but after sending my DD214, my official relief and summary of duty form, to KBR and it getting approved, I have no such concerns anymore. The relief is accompanied by some mixed feelings, but one large negative one in particular is still bothering me. What if I go through with this, spend the money I need to on the building and the materials and reconstruction, and it fails. I think the only thing worse than not achieving this dream is to achieve it and watch it fail. I remember all the "better to have tried and failed than never to have tried at all" bullshit, but failing after achieving is the destruction of hope. It would be that final moment where I realize that I'm doomed for a normal paying crap job where I have to do shit work for other people. Not my thing, at all.
Anyways, we had yet ANOTHER tornado warning today, which would be warning number 100 billion this spring, though only FOUR touchdowns in 8 weeks, which is just massive for this area. The cloud formations though, were awesome. I'm uploading a video of them coming in, was really cool then suddenly the town's alarm came on. Awesome timing. One of the touchdowns, I went hunting for the funnel, but the massive rain, shitty roads, and low visibility of the night ended that journey. My sister though, well she panicked then, and today mom panicked, freaking out because she experienced a couple in her younger years, though I still think stepping out onto the porch to see a touched down tornado across the street then having it tear your roof off still qualifies as shitty experience.
Moving on...
So I lost my mohawk, just to throw that in there. Thanks to my dad, who accidentally chopped off the back end. So I'm bald, and starting over. Ugh.
Today is officially my brother's 19th birthday. Unbelievable if you ask me, already 19 years old. I feel like I've missed so much of his life. So we got him a new hockey stick, taking him to see Hangover 2, and an iPad 2, and I just realized he needs to buy his apps, so I'm buying him a gift card tomorrow. Think I'll also get me some new wheels for my skates and a new stick as well. Last game I couldn't move well enough on my old wheels. So yeah, life is peachy keen and normal for now.
Oh yeah, talked to one of my buddies in Iraq right now, and man has my old unit certainly gone to hell. I'm glad I trained him well enough to not be a pussy, and he even acquired my tendency to cuss out superior ranking people who are retards. I'm so proud.
Trips to the past have been far to common recently, and I can't tell if I'm enjoying it or not.
A Perfect Circle, July 17th!!!
So, I've been officially approved for work with KBR in Iraq, pending an FBI background check, which I know I'll pass. I originally wondered if my Inactive Reserve contract with the army, ending in August of 2014, would impose, but after sending my DD214, my official relief and summary of duty form, to KBR and it getting approved, I have no such concerns anymore. The relief is accompanied by some mixed feelings, but one large negative one in particular is still bothering me. What if I go through with this, spend the money I need to on the building and the materials and reconstruction, and it fails. I think the only thing worse than not achieving this dream is to achieve it and watch it fail. I remember all the "better to have tried and failed than never to have tried at all" bullshit, but failing after achieving is the destruction of hope. It would be that final moment where I realize that I'm doomed for a normal paying crap job where I have to do shit work for other people. Not my thing, at all.
Anyways, we had yet ANOTHER tornado warning today, which would be warning number 100 billion this spring, though only FOUR touchdowns in 8 weeks, which is just massive for this area. The cloud formations though, were awesome. I'm uploading a video of them coming in, was really cool then suddenly the town's alarm came on. Awesome timing. One of the touchdowns, I went hunting for the funnel, but the massive rain, shitty roads, and low visibility of the night ended that journey. My sister though, well she panicked then, and today mom panicked, freaking out because she experienced a couple in her younger years, though I still think stepping out onto the porch to see a touched down tornado across the street then having it tear your roof off still qualifies as shitty experience.
Moving on...
So I lost my mohawk, just to throw that in there. Thanks to my dad, who accidentally chopped off the back end. So I'm bald, and starting over. Ugh.
Today is officially my brother's 19th birthday. Unbelievable if you ask me, already 19 years old. I feel like I've missed so much of his life. So we got him a new hockey stick, taking him to see Hangover 2, and an iPad 2, and I just realized he needs to buy his apps, so I'm buying him a gift card tomorrow. Think I'll also get me some new wheels for my skates and a new stick as well. Last game I couldn't move well enough on my old wheels. So yeah, life is peachy keen and normal for now.
Oh yeah, talked to one of my buddies in Iraq right now, and man has my old unit certainly gone to hell. I'm glad I trained him well enough to not be a pussy, and he even acquired my tendency to cuss out superior ranking people who are retards. I'm so proud.
Trips to the past have been far to common recently, and I can't tell if I'm enjoying it or not.
A Perfect Circle, July 17th!!!
eurynome:
I believe in you babe. You and you will accomplish your dream
eurynome:
*You can*