I hear that. I used to HATE that shit. They put you on some bullshit busywork that has nothing to do with your job description, and try to blow you off when you voice your complaints. I hope your Sergeant Major will help out when you go up. As for me, I’m feeling slightly better than I was last post. My friend came through with the vodka and it’s at least cutting my stress level down a little. maybe I’ll be out cold before I end up doing something dumb like taking the car and going after him.
I hope your friend pulls outta that drinking. The bottle is a hard thing to quit once it starts rolling… everyone who has served should know how that is. I’m tempted to drink myself into oblivion right now and just be AWOL for a few days. I bet one of two things would happen if I did: they shit a brick and try to find my ass or they don’t even fucking notice since I ain’t really doing shit at work anyway.
Don’t worry. he’ll pull out of it okay once I get my hands on him. I could let things slide in the past because it was just us and things weren’t really getting out of hand. He has a family now. Whether he knows it or not, I meant what I said when I told him I’ll help out however I can. As much as I don’t want to, I’d sacrifice my friendship with him if it will straighten him up. No matter what, I’m gonna make him remember who he was, see who he is, and choose which way he wants to go. If he chooses to continue drinking himself into an early death, I’ll let go of him for the final time. I just hope that he doesn’t force me to do that because I’m gonna be pissed off and hurt and sad and a lot of other bad feelings for a while. Geez. I’m starting to sound like a whiny 16 year old chick talking about her bf. I better go load my shot glass.
yeah. dumb ass that he is, he’s still my boy. I hope I can straighten him out when I see him. if not, I’ll do whatever I can to help his wife and kids get away from him. sitting here thinking about what they are going through just hurts. I know he’s far better than this, but he’s letting himself fall right into the ground. Fucking BS.
Lol, why would that showdown be the end-all of the ghey. I thought Superman vs. Goku took that award. My buddy Squall will come through…he better, or else. :mad: Keep me updated on how that Gamefaqs tournament ends, 4neqs. Go Squall.
Good call. To even let Squall face off against a universal super character (according to the fanboys) like Cloud is good enough for me even is Squall doesn’t win. I’m with you though, things aren’t looking too good.
Starhammer: Sorry about your situation. Seems like you’ve got more crap to sort through than you’ve got the time to deal with it.
Staying drunk here to keep my body from being able to complete the mission of destruction in my head. Thanks to my main boy buying Skyy blue vodka, I’m a uncoordinated lush right now. still, I could go down there if I could convince the powers that be to hook me up with the right ticket, but I dont’ think that’ll happen. How about the rest of you?
Me? I ran into the most adorable little girl on the entire planet. she’s only 2 years old and she’s as much as stolen my heart. I pretty much envy her parents for the fact that they get to tickle and hug her all day every day, but it’s all cool. I just wish I could’ve gotten a picture taken with her. ah well, enough about me. how’s about all of you?
The rest of the late night crew is sick and tired of work and is about to kill some people. At least I am. CO wasn’t around today, but I will hit her up tomorrow. I can’t stand this shit anymore.
I’m not a part of your crew, but I am up late. So I shall rejoice, but not enough so to leave myself vulnerable to your obvious ambush. Hahaha…tactical neanderthals.
It’s my fault though. Drank on Friday night…not a whole lot, but waking up Saturday evening at 6 didn’t help. Went out, had another beer. Sunday I was starting to recover, but then I fed the beast again and I don’t even know how I made it home. Now for the past two days I’ve been suffering from chills, exhaustion, dehydration, the constant feeling of wanting to throw up, and dizzyness. I don’t think it’s a hangover anymore, but it rolled into something else. I’m so weak right now, a 5-yr old Japanese girl could prob’ly knock me out with one good bitch slap.
eh eh, Weeks hasn’t been posting alot. Well, not that I’ve seen. It could be because he’s in Cali doin some more marine bs. Should have that done by the end of the month.