Almost out of here

Well, It is less than a week before I leave, or atleast before I am supposed to leave. It seems rather surreal, honestly. My mind still is sitting on Sunday, while it is almost Thursday. I'm not sure that I will believe it until I am on the plane and flying away from this place.

I can't wait to watch real commercials. To feed the baby, weed my roses, do laundry, take a shower in a single bathroom, sleep with Ziggy in our bed....go shopping, hang out with friends, eat real food!!!!!!

We have been given tomorrow night off, and I will be beginning packing. I can't wait.....oh can I get out of here already!?!?!?!

And I am hoping that I go through Ramstein Germany, and that way I can meet Machine and have a few drinks with him.....

'Airflow problem' and old home week

The title is the supposed reason why we can't get out of here in a reasonable about of time. We were told that we could be delayed at Al Udied for a week or 2 after we arrive. Isn't that just ducky? I am waiting to go to my medical outprocessing appointment as I type this. So, it's an 'airflow problem'......am I sure that they aren't blowing hot air up my ass? No.....

The only positive side I can see out of getting back later in October is that it will just be that much longer that I have off before I go back to working in Auschwitz. Hey, they've done without me for this long, they can do without me for a bit longer.

Ziggy is making so many plans for when I get home. We are going to spend some time in Williamsburg, and I get to go shopping for clothes for MiniZiggy(one of my favorite things to do, shop for the kids). Ziggy has decided that he wants to take me out atleast once a month, to somewhere that I have to dress up for. So this ought to be fun, as I like that type of thing ocassionally. Break my heart and give me a reason to wear my pretty jewellry.

Along with the replacements that have been trickling in came a couple guys I was stationed at Elmendorf with, and I spent the majority of my shift catching up on everyone in Alaska. It was great.....so it's old home week.

We are functioning in a 'technical advisory' status now, rather than being the full time team. We train/advise/watch while our replacements do the work. Which makes for a rather long shift.....so we all sat around rather bored last night.

Alright, I think that's all for now......

Ego boost

Sunday morning I ran my first 5K run. Well, it was actually 5.4K, or 3.8 miles.....

Anyways, I finished it, which was my goal. I came in pretty much dead last, and I'm not upset by that. My time was 43:10. I didn't get lapped, I didn't puke, didn't walk. Paul ran with me, and kept my mind off the fact I was running. With the exception of the first mile or so, I felt really good. That first mile really hurt. I had a cramp in my right calf(even after stretching!), and it didn't want to extend back out. But I made it, it went away, and I have a feeling that it will come back to haunt me tomorrow, after I've had some sleep and all that. I told Paul that it was funny, I had to come all the way to Iraq to do a 5K run, and he told me to find a place back in the States next time. It was funny. We kept each other laughing through the whole thing. Gave my ego a boost to know that I could finish a 5K run...

Radar is back, by the way. He got back about a week ago. It's good to see him again, he was missed.

We have replacements arriving, which means we get to train them on the job. Yea....I hate training people. Teaching has never been something I was good at. I'm just not very patient.

So my day was a fairly decent one, I even went to a luncheon with a 4 star General and a few other higher ups. For that, I was given the night off, being as we were only working half a shift anyways. But hey, I'll take the time off and not complain a bit. I didn't think I was going to get another day off, so I am grateful for what I was given.

No more time off

We got some replacements in, and in the infinite wisdom of those with more stripes than our shift boss, all but 6 hours of our days off have now been taken from us. In the name of 'training the next rotation'.....'They need hands on training'. Yea, they are going to get it, too......all 4 months of their rotation is going to be hands on, as in the job is ALL hands on!!!! Yea...talk about a real morale booster....

Can't seem to do much right today

I fell asleep at midnightish last night, and missed the breakfast I was supposed to have with Other and those guys. And I missed getting to see Ziggy on webcam. So I call him. And I get this massive guilt trip over not contacting him all day yesterday, and Kay's mom dying and him dealing with her over that. So I go to get on the webcam, and can only be on there for like 20 minutes, since they were switching generators. So I catch a ride back over to the AF side with some guys I work with, and Ziggy's already logged off the computer, after I told him I'd be here. Yea, so I'm feeling like it's fucking useless at this point to try to talk to him. All I'm getting is a guilt trip, and I quite honestly, I have enough to deal with at this point. So fuck it, I'll talk to him later......maybe days later, as I don't feel like getting guilt tripped and all that. As though I don't have enough on my plate with rumors about me and Other over here. For crying out loud, I can't seem to get away from the image of cheating spouses, I guess. It's not my day, I am tired, the power is off in my dorm, so I have no A/C, and I am crabby. I think this is all catching up with me, and I am just too tired to deal with it.

K's mom and I'm still here

K's mom died, after a battle with cancer. May she rest in peace, and her faily heal from the loss.....


I'm still here, no A/C in the dorm, or power, and I have 10 days left.

I'm going to try an put a picture in here

Alright, if this picture has actually loaded, there is an image of 3 guys on my blog. The one on the left is Other, for those interested. I will try to post more on here, like me, Ziggy, the kids........if this one worked.....

12 Days left and Groundhog Day

Alright, you know the Bill Murray movie, Groundhog Day? Ok, well, I am pretty much living it. I get up every day, put on the same(looks the same, atleast) clothes, eat at the same place, and do the same thing at work.......and I have done this for the past three and a half months. And now that I am roughly 2 weeks away from going back to civilization, I am living Groundhog Day. It seems as though time will not pass for me, I am getting no closer to going home than I was 2 months ago. I mark the days off on a calendar, my days off come and go, the week passes, but I feel nothing that makes it real to me. Almost like a haze. A foggy daydream.......

I have 12 days left.

Some things never die......

I must say that Other and I have been getting along wonderfully, and it is such a relief. we have talked over the past and sorted it all out, and things are so much better between us.

Some things never die, I guess. No matter how much you try to kill it, make it gone, some things just don't go away. Other and I tried to kill everything that we felt for each other, make it so that the other one no longer existed to us. And it hasn't worked. So I guess some things never die, and I am thinking that my connection with Other is one of them.

Mustang visions

So Ziggy found me a Mustang on Ebay. A 66 Mustang that I want. In a bad way, as a project car. I see this car being black. Deep dark glossy black........chromed, with black interior......fast as hell, and even louder. I mean panty dropping loud....yea.....

Mind dump - whatever I'm thinking

I am so tired. Fucking newbies........kept me up all damned day yesterday, so I got very little sleep...

I am thinking of buying a project car. Torn between a Dodge Dart and a Ford Mustang........

I hate the fact that people automatically assume that I am cheating on Ziggy because I hang out with Other. Fucking pisses me off. Get a hobby for crying out loud, busybodies. First off, I'm not cheating my Ziggy, and second off, it's not any of your damned business if I was......find something else to do rather than watch everything I do. Fuckers.

I have 18 months left on my enlistment and I can't wait to get out. Then I won't have to put up with the above-mentioned bullshit.

Why would I keep a journal about my time over here. This was asked of me tonight. Why? Because, if the person who asked had bothered to read my blog, he would have seen that my blog is where I let most everything out. My therapy, if you will. And not just over here. That pisses me off, too. People who don't bother finding out on their own what is going on, then start assuming or attacking(or both) someone for whatever they are doing. Yea.....I held my tongue. I am getting better at this, and it's a good thing, as I could get in serious trouble for some of the things I would start saying.

Apparently I am eclectic. Atleast according to my boss. Now, how much of my blog he has read is a mystery, but eclectic was the term he used to describe me. So I asked him if he was basically saying that I'm weird, and he said no. Then he explained the whole thing to me, and it made plenty of sense then, but unfortunately I am too tired to recall exactly how he said it(I'd butcher it if I tried) to repeat it.

For anyone who's interested, Other was the catalyst for my getting a blog in the first place. He had been telling me repeatedly that I needed to have a mind dump occassionally, since my mind runs so fast and has a tendency to keep me from sleeping because it hasn't shut down. So I got my blog.

Yea, that's all for now..

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Many apologies for the offense caused by the post of a couple days ago, regarding a coworker. My intentions were not malicious, nor was I trying to poke fun at anyone.

Leaving on a jet plane, Other, MiniZiggy and 22 days left

Well, my last 2 roomies left today, headed back to the States. I cried. I am so emotional since I've been here. Anyways, they woke me up and told me that their flight got bumped up a day, and were packing to leave. I got hugs, and I cried(I already mentioned that), and they promised to email when they get to Al Udied and home, since I am Mom(that's what they all called me) and I worry. I am really going to miss those girls, they were great. And now it is so lonely and quiet in my room.....

Other finally made it here, and it has been pleasant hanging out and not fighting. He would agree with me on this. And as happy as he is to see me, he is dreading my having to leave here. We are getting along so well that leaving is going to just suck. But, on the other hand, we're military, and leaving is apart of our lives...it's what we do. Doesn't make it easier, it's just the lifestyle we live. Just to add a bit on the whole topic of Other, I must say that it is nice to finally get along. We spent so long fighting with each other, enough for a couple of lifetimes(his words, not mine, but I agree) and it is so nice not to do that.....I am very pleased that we have gotten past all that.

MiniZiggy........my sweet little baby boy started WALKING the other day. Ziggy was telling me that Scout was sitting on the floor with MiniZiggy and had told MiniZiggy to go to Daddy, and he turned around and took 5 steps right to Daddy. I figure he'll be running by the time I get home. It was so funny, Scout told Ziggy that he wasn't 'telling Mama that he walked, she loves me, I'm her baby!!!' They were talking about who was going to get into more trouble by letting MiniZiggy walk before I got home. It was so funny!

So, 22 days left. Yea.....Other, you can stop reading at this point. Other reads my blog(just found that one out recently) and since I know he doesn't like to hear anything about my leaving Balad, he needs to stop reading now! 22 days. It seems so short, and at the same time, so far away. The weather has cooled a bit, of which I am grateful. There don't seem to be clear seasons here, and I am not willing to stay here any longer than I have to in order to find out about them. The song ' Leaving On a Jet Plane" is going through my head......and in short order, it will be me leaving.

Alright, I think that's enough update for right now......more to follow, of course...

I SOOOOOO need to get laid

I wanna be bitten, in the one spot on my neck that instantly turns me on. I want to get railed, hard and fast for hours.....I want to ride until he begs. Break the headboard, wear out the mattress, throw all the pillows on the floor, I want it all.......it's like a hunger, and only the real deal will fix the hunger. No hands, no toys, gotta have striaght up sex......hours, days of it........till the craving is gone.....which will be a while..........so I dare you to bite me.......go ahead and try......all hell may break loose if you do........I have been too long without sex..........

I so need to get laid........

It's my birthday and I got a boo boo

I am officially 28 years old today.......and it's payday........'nuff said on that subject.

29 DAYS LEFT, OH HELLS YES!!!!!!!!!!

Other is stuck at Misawa AB, Japan, the plane broke down.

I was working tonight and was using a cutting wheel, attached to an air tool. Runs at a high rate of speed. And I cut my left index finger at the knuckle. Nicked the capsule that contains the joint, and had to have 3 stitches....I am a walking accident here lately.

Oh, and I lost my Leatherman. And I feel lost without my Leatherman. The really bad part about this is that Ziggy gave me that Leatherman for my 26th birthday.....