...........skate

So this week was nice. i had an ert physical yesterday, which kept me out of the office for a good while, then we had a 59 day, which means that we get to leave work 59 minutes early. then wednesday we had a fundraiser BBQ for one of the civilians that worked for us. he had a stroke right before i got here, and now its put him out of work indefinitely. so that was kind of nice. if you dont mind, say a little prayer for him, his name is robbie, and thats all i kno, but i think god will kno who your talking about. then last night i went out with salzman, and we had a few JD's and cokes....i love those things. i think when i get that age, im gonna drink like frank sinatra. a 1/5 a day. haha, mom your shaking your head right now, grandma, void that last statement.

-sigh-

well not to much to rant and rave about this time, just another day to go by, and another day closer to being back home.

i love you guys.

kev

bells bells bells

Yo im so going to hell. well maybe not, but still i had to use the miselet (how the heck do you spell that) as a knee guard from the floor. my chair in front of me didnt have a kneeler, so i went the first round without one, but on the second string, i had to do something, and i could only find the book. well anyways, i dont kno if ive said this before, but during the ..... yea ive said it. the bells during the preparation of the euchurist. yea, ok well beside that, um its been a while since ive posted b/c last friday i had this thing called duty, so i wasnt able to go to church, and i didnt have my laptop with me at all, basically its like if something goes wrong with the base, they call me, and i come a fix the problem. its kinda fun even though it takes away from your weekend. i reminds me of working with uncle dave and his handyman service. but whatever.

this past week has been kind of... in trying to think of a word thats like nagging, but not nagging, like 'being a drag' but its one word, kinda of like being unhealthy to someone but one word, idk, think of that word, and thats how my week has been. um.... basically ive only been here for like 6 or so weeks, and ive started dredding my job. im in an office for 8-9 hours a day, i dont really have a specific job, so im stuck there twiddling my thumbs waiting to be told to do something, and i cant play games online, i cant really listen to music too loud b/c its an open office, and i think that since im not doing much, and not really talking b/c i have nothing to talk about, people notice that, and try to irritate me, and me being the bigger person, i ignore them, but i dont think they get the picture, b/c they keep doing it, especially the guy who sponsored me. JESUS i cant stand him sometimes, every time we talk about something, he has some excuse or something thatll top the previous statement. and then at work, i feel like im getting into a routine, and i didnt join the navy to be in a routine, i mean, they discipline you with routine, but when you graduate boot and graduate school, you go and do your job, be it whatever, but your task change within your job, so its different all the time, your objective is to finish, but the challenges change due to whatever. but here, same old shit different day. i honestly for like five minutes thought of how to get out of the navy last night. i miss my family, i miss my friends, i miss america (haha), i miss boot camp, shit. i thought id never say that, but go back and do it again, b/c you were doing something different everyday. i just miss being home, but i kno if i were to get out of the navy now, the day i get back, id be back into the same routine at home. wake up, go to work, get home, sleep. idk, maybe i have to accept the fact that life is a routine, and i cant be those guys who live on the side of a mountain rock face taking pictures for national geographic. i dont think ive ever said this to anyone, but all i want to do is move to canada, whistler preferably, ride the mountains on my mountain bike, skate the parks they have, and work as a hotel business manager. honestly, straight up swear to God, if i was told by a genie, that tomorrow, if you got out of the navy somehow, the next day you would be doing just that, i would leave.

love.

kevin