I have just been violated!

I had a physical today and I swear the doctor DIDN'T WEAR A GLOVE! I can't be sure due to the turning my head and coughing, but I don't remember hearing the distinct sound of rubber gloves being put on or taken off.

My day just keeps getting better. I'm getting my pupils dialated in an hour and 45 minutes. I have to make a roster for 56 people, icnluding SSN's and race CODES among other crap. This spreadsheet is forever long. It's one of those that is so long they have to make it so the names stay in one spot and the rest of the spreadsheet scrolls. Yeah, fun times.

Sigh

I feel really depressed. Things just don't seem to be going my way. Ever since we got a new BG things have been crappy for me. The guy treats me like shit. I don't have anywhere near the same flexibility I used to have, everything has to be done his way. Any variation from what he wants and I receive a barrage of verbal abuse. I’ve never felt so underappreciated in my entire life. Leave it to someone that should have been kicked-out for being overweight and not getting promoted in the last whom-knows-how-many-years to really make you feel like shit. All of my morale and confidence is destroyed. I don’t even want to be at work right now. I want to go home, get in bed, and cry. The last time I felt like this was five years ago. At that point, someone looked at me and said hi, and I cried my eyes out. I was 18 then, but it was still an embarrassing situation.

I’ll be 23 this year, where do the years go?

Once again I had an inbox full of Christian/Catholic oriented mail. I really wonder when my family is going to understand that I don’t believe in the Christian god? I’ve been following Wicca for about 10 years now and they just don’t get it. Sometimes I get this twang of guilt, something that makes me wish I could believe like they do, but there are too many holes in the bible and too many things that don’t make sense.

The 21st was Ostara (Spring Equinox). I didn’t do anything. That could be part of my depression. Beltain is coming up soon. I can’t wait, because we’ll do Beltain in the Park. I love when we get together in an open space and practice in public. It’s about time we showed off a little to the Christians; let them know they can’t push us in to “the broom closet” anymore.

WHOO WHO!!!

It looks like I'm not going for a third term in Iraq. That was pleasing news as my EAS draws ever near. One of the guys pointed out something I found interesting the other day. I've already been there for three deployments because I extended my first time.

After the main OIF conflict, I volunteered to stay and help rebuild. Why, might you ask? Because I did, and still do, believe that the Iraqi people needed our intervention to protect them from a savage dictator. Do I believe in WMD? That's another story I don't feel like going in to.

So, when everyone else was going home (or just getting there for some units), I stayed to carry on with the mission. So I can say that I have spent three cycles in Iraq, but I only claim two. If you look in my record book, it says I have one OEF deployment (for the first few months of my first deployment) and 2 OIF deployments.

I've been agruing with a lot of people lately. I was outright attacked for not liking a certain Broadway actress. This happens a lot because fans of this artist are insane and lose control when they find out someone doesn't LOVE their goddess. But this girl went too far. She attacked my friends for being overweight, when she is a good 250 lbs+ girl, and she called me a balding pathetic loser. I don't think disliking a Broadway star makes me a loser. And while my hairlines in receding (as happens to any male over the age 20), I am in no way balding. In fact, my hairine hasn't moved in about three years. I do keep my hair incredibly short, but such is the life of a US Marine.

I've been a Marine for almost 5 years now, and I am very confused about what to do. I have applied to colleges bak home and my mother is excited i will be living with her again, at least for a couple months while I get a job and find a place of my own. But there is also a part of me that wants to re-enlist. I really enjoy being a Marine. What I don't like is that political bullshit that comes with it. I have very little tolerance for ignorance, and the military seems to relish in it.

Oh yeah, there is that small thing of me being homosexual too. While everyone knows that I don't think it matters (and I've proved myself better than many straight Marines time and time again), there is a factor that i don't want to deal with anymore. Not to mention that I have not had a relationship over a month in the last 5 years. Most guys only like the idea of being with a military man. After they realize there's a lot of work that goes into being a military boyfriend (or girlfriend as this pertains to many straight couples too), they don't want to put forth the effort of being there for their Marine, soldier, airman, or seaman.

Overall, I think that I would be better off a civilian again. I might just drop to the Reserves while I am in school. There are a lot of big decisions to be made before September rolls around.

Bored like a mofo

Well, today at work has been disgustingly uneventful. I don't think I've done a single productive thing all day. I've even worn out all the blogs I usually read. And it's only 1100. Today is really going to suck.

I miss reading the new installments of Dingo every week. I think I'm going to read it again. It was good.

Kevingn Fanning screwed me again. Not only has he not post in a long time, but he dumped most of his old writings and reformatted his site. Granted, having a kid takes up a lot of your time, but drop us a frickin' bone here.

Josh Friedman has given us a couple new entries, but of course there's nothing consistant.

I've even exhausted myself with The raving Conservative (sorry, no link on this one) and even Gracie has nothing that can keep my attention for anymore today, although there was a story I found funny about urinating in the sink.

I was just asked by two E-8's if writing porn on my computer. Here's how it went:

Top: What are you doing? You're typing too fast to be doonig work.
Me: SILENCE
First: He probably got rid of it already.
Me: No, it's still there.
Top: He's writing e-mail.
First God, what is it, a letter to Penthouse?
Top: I don't know, but I did see something about a throbbing memeber unleashing the fury of Hell.

I work for the oddest people on the planet. And if they only had a clue.

Well shit

So, I have been neglecting everyone again. So here's the latest dish.
MY LIFE IS BORING!
I've been at this course for the last three weeks to learn the history and customs associated with my postion. It was very informative and I enjoyed myself. I got to meet a lot of my peers that I would never have met under ordinary circumstance. Overall, I had a good time.

I've been down that salad bar has gone to Iraq. But I will be joining her soon. I found out today that I am going back to Iraq again. I think I'm going to have the record for the most deployments in one contract. This is number three in five years. Now I know you must be saying, but a contract is four years long. Not mine, it was (well, still is) FIVE! So I now prepare to return to the big sandbox. Maybe I'll re-enlist while I'm there. Who knows?

I accidentally shredded someones paperwork just now. I laughed my ass off. The other guy at the printer laughed his ass off. The only one not laughing is the guy who's paperwork was shred. But he doesn't know it happened. So I happily laugh in secret, like the nut that I am.