it's been several months coming, but finally i have gotten the internet in my room, wich i might add is nothing short of a tiny little hovel here in the dusty, windy, rainy, shitty country of Iraq. i can't complain too much. it would appear i've got it better than some people. as i sit here and read journal entery after journal entery i am reminded of how truely pathetic we as a race really are.
"oh i'm so depressed...."(said in the whiniest voice possible)
"why?"
"beacause McDonald's stopped serving breakfast at ten thirty and i got there at 11."
*SLAP!*
"man SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
yeah i'm sitting here without ANY chance of getting to go out to the club, hit up a subway for a sweet ass foot long, walk through wal-mart at 2 or 3 in the morning to look at the troglodites as i do from time to time, get laid, or even be able to spend more than 6 consecutive seconds by myself, as i have two other soldiers crammed into alittle ten by 25' space with all of our shit, everything we have bought to make this stay slightly more bearable and all the shit that the army feels we need. sure rickety beds and shitty sheets, thanks a bunck, ass-holes.
but i have been able to manage a pretty up-beat attitude despite all this and the preceeding health problems that are progressively gettin worse. and i am infact taking to drawing out flash for many of the cats here who want tats when they get home. makin some extra money's on the side.
and here people are whining about goddess knows what.
fuck peoples if we can't be happy with cable t.v. a god damned roof over our heads, electicity to run every fancy cell phone-pda-computer-robot boyfriend/girlfirend thing we own. then shit jsut feel free to travel into your immaculately clean bathrooms, and drowned yourselves in your freakin toilet.
FUCK how god damned rough can it be . theres family's burried under 4 feet of snow in the north east. kids still living in tiny shitty ass single wide trailers that say eat me on the side in LA, and people who are like 90 and have no clue what the fuck is goin on in Florida cause they went out for a little drive one day and sat on the side of the road to wait out this crazy storm that happened, and when they got home thier houses were gone.
but oh no you've got it bad......................................
yeah i'm buyin what your sellin.
"oh i'm so depressed...."(said in the whiniest voice possible)
"why?"
"beacause McDonald's stopped serving breakfast at ten thirty and i got there at 11."
*SLAP!*
"man SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
yeah i'm sitting here without ANY chance of getting to go out to the club, hit up a subway for a sweet ass foot long, walk through wal-mart at 2 or 3 in the morning to look at the troglodites as i do from time to time, get laid, or even be able to spend more than 6 consecutive seconds by myself, as i have two other soldiers crammed into alittle ten by 25' space with all of our shit, everything we have bought to make this stay slightly more bearable and all the shit that the army feels we need. sure rickety beds and shitty sheets, thanks a bunck, ass-holes.
but i have been able to manage a pretty up-beat attitude despite all this and the preceeding health problems that are progressively gettin worse. and i am infact taking to drawing out flash for many of the cats here who want tats when they get home. makin some extra money's on the side.
and here people are whining about goddess knows what.
fuck peoples if we can't be happy with cable t.v. a god damned roof over our heads, electicity to run every fancy cell phone-pda-computer-robot boyfriend/girlfirend thing we own. then shit jsut feel free to travel into your immaculately clean bathrooms, and drowned yourselves in your freakin toilet.
FUCK how god damned rough can it be . theres family's burried under 4 feet of snow in the north east. kids still living in tiny shitty ass single wide trailers that say eat me on the side in LA, and people who are like 90 and have no clue what the fuck is goin on in Florida cause they went out for a little drive one day and sat on the side of the road to wait out this crazy storm that happened, and when they got home thier houses were gone.
but oh no you've got it bad......................................
yeah i'm buyin what your sellin.