Corruption

It's wrong on so many levels. I'm awake and it's almost 3 a.m. About an hour ago, I told my friends from back home that were online (I love this whole time difference thing) that I was going to bed. After tossing and turning and not sleeping, I've risen. My stomach is screaming at me "I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS" because I haven't fed the ol guts in about 10 hours, and that was the first time in about 24 hours. I've got myself into such a weird schedule that I don't know when I'm supposed to be asleep, when I'm supposed to eat, and which way is up. The only one thing I can rely on is working out. I can't say I go because I want to, because...well, I don't want to, I'd rather sleep, but I'm so glad that I go, every time I do (after the fact, obviously). My legs haven't felt like anything but minced meat in at least a week. My thighs better be the hottest things in the world after all that I've put them through during these work outs. (or they'll gang up on me with my tummy and probably turn against me). This happens to be one of the reasons I don't like working out though....being ridiculously sore afterwards. Yeah, I know..."it gets better the more you do it" blah blah blah...but you know what, last time I ran THROUGH the pain, my knees about exploded....literally. My knees were so swollen that the skin on one was tighter that it's supposed to be. Yeah. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

I don't know what else to write about.....um...Oh yeah, today was the "Day of Corruption" they told us. I tried googling that shit and it doesn't exist according to Google. I know what "corruption" means, but really, I have no idea what this day was supposed to mean for Iraq, if it was, in fact, said day. They are just all jazzed up all the time and trying to fight the system we're putting in place....or something. I really don't know. Either way, as you all probably know, I MADE IT THROUGH THE DAY OF CORRUPTION!!!! Not even a scratch....that's not true, my legs are KILLING me. haha. That, my friend, is a prime example of my tasteless humor. Eat it up.

One more thought before I leave you....hookah. We had a hookah night again tonight. It's so relaxing and addicting. I don't mean, like additives and nicotine addicting, but...well, I don't know what I mean. I just meant that it was relaxing and nice, and I would like to do it again very soon. Maybe that's the sleep calling my name....keep it real.

Ruthless

I've heard that it's St. Patrick's Day. Let's talk about that for a second. First, let me say that I had no idea. Everyday is the same here and holidays just aren't what they used to be when I was home. The only reason for celebrating usually is because Nick loves the festivities, but without him, there isn't much to celebrate. Second, I did some reading and realized I really had no idea what St. Patrick's Day was REALLY about. I won't go into it all, because you all can, obviously, read it yourselves if you want. Maybe I'm being ignorant, but I just like the idea of dressing up my handsome son in green (he looks great in all colors really).

see!!?!! :)

Also I was going to say something a long time ago about commenting on my own Blog. At first, I wasn't going to, and I still haven't (as of this second) but I have noticed there are enough from all of your guys that I feel like I should respond just so you all know that I'm reading them and appreciating them. So, that's what I'll do from now on.

To the Iraq Grind... I recently got moved to a new section, which I couldn't be more excited about. I work with some amazing people and it's a ton of fun. I'm now a designated driver for an MRAP...it's still a little intimidating to drive, but honestly, it's so beefed up and amazing, I feel pretty ruthless about it. Here's a picture of one I took a while ago. Not even one of ours, but I'll get some pics up of me lookin all hardcore soon enough. I will probably throw in some pictures of the people in my new section sooner than later, if I can get them to act semi normal for a picture. :)

Well, that's all I have for now. I'll keep you posted on all the exciting adventures of my deployment. pfft.

Whisper

I've figured that since not much of anything is going on, ever, I would spend some time expressing to the blogging world my love for cheese. Ok, not really, because what would I really say besides, "I LOVE CHEESE"? I could go on to tell you that I love cheddar cheese (mild and sharp), swiss cheese (just not by itself), wasabi cheese, American cheese, Colby-Jack, Provolone, Muenster, Monterey Jack, Pepper Jack, Nacho Cheese....and I just found out that there are so many kinds of cheese I didn't even know about. Holy cheesy madness. I need to get a hold of Amy and inform her of all the cheese we've been missing out on. She introduced me to many kinds of cheese that I hadn't had before too, but I can't remember any of their names. Whatever, that's enough about cheese...although, I could really go for a grilled cheese sandwich with Pepperjack and Provolone. Mmm. Crap, now I forgot what I was really gonna talk about.

I figure I'll do a hot little shout out to some of my peeps. I pretty much hate the term "shout out" and only use the word "peeps" because it sounds so ridiculous. I have come to the realization that I use the term "hot" to describe a lot of things though. Temperature, spicy, quick, awesome, sexy, and of course, cheese. Ok, I made that last one up. ANYWAY, back to the subject at hand....the "shout out"...which I choose to refer to as the "whisper in" for obvious reasons. My Whisper In for the day will be....SAMMY!!!!!! *and the crowd cheers*

Sammy is my cousin who is closest in age, and we grew up together. I bullied her around and yelled at her for the most of her life. I thought it was fun, but I later found out, it wasn't quite as fun for her. She remembers everything. My bad. But she's pretty much amazing and I love her. I just found out that she has a blog that I would LOVE to share with you. She hasn't updated it in a while, but I figure if you people go check it out, it might encourage her to get on with it. This "hot" Whisper In will just be short and too the point, because I know Sammy doesn't like being made the center of any attention.

I love her and she is amazing. The End.