My arms are itchy and I'm pissed because I wanted to go to the beach today. Heal you bastards... Anyhoo, I'm fucking tired as fuck. Trying to get some semblance of order in my house, trying to figure out what the fuck I'm going to do with the endless shirts that now clash with my tattoos.
It's Indian Night here at the Anderson House of Horrors. I'm cooking up some fine chicken curry and cucumbers with yogurt-mint dressing. Yum... You are all of course invited to come over, I know my living across the fucking universe will prevent your joining me, but really, what kind of excuse is that?
So Eric just got back from a very lucrative TDY. Tax free reenlistment bonus' rock! But I was still kind of ready for him to get out. I'm sick of the bull shit and it seems like the world is going crazy lately. But this is the choice we made and we have another four years to relish in it.
See you tonight?
It's Indian Night here at the Anderson House of Horrors. I'm cooking up some fine chicken curry and cucumbers with yogurt-mint dressing. Yum... You are all of course invited to come over, I know my living across the fucking universe will prevent your joining me, but really, what kind of excuse is that?
So Eric just got back from a very lucrative TDY. Tax free reenlistment bonus' rock! But I was still kind of ready for him to get out. I'm sick of the bull shit and it seems like the world is going crazy lately. But this is the choice we made and we have another four years to relish in it.
See you tonight?
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how is my old stomping ground?
i got homesick last night
waaaaa