tell me what you really think. i'm serious, i wna to know. sure, i'll be pissed, but i'd rather know the truth. ii'm tired of being blindsided with reality. come on, lay it on me.

yes, it's true. i'm tired of being here in lemoore, ca. if it's not fog, it's 100 degree heat. if it's not micromanagement, it's complete lack of attention. if i don't get out of here, i'm going to snap.
i was thinking about my duty in naples, italy, and how much i hated it. how could anything be so bad to make me hate italy. then i remembered that it was the navy. the thing i hate is the inundation of bullshit. it's like there's no common sense up or down the ranks. for instance, here at vfa-22 we have an NC1 who irritates me. her voice is so loud and she doesn't realize it, i guess because she's always talking. "shut up", i think, but apparently, she's not psychic, because she never shuts up. on top of all that, she's a "close talker". you know, the kind of people who seem to need to be two inches from your face when they're talking to you and then when you move away, they act like your shadow and keep that two inch distance no matter what. "get away", i think, but again, she's not psychic.

listen. some things are hard to get over. ever since crush told me about his slut in san francisco, it's all i can obsess about. listen, i can't even hear the word san francisco without becoming sick to my stomach. listen. i don't think i'll ever get over it. with something like this i'm going to need many distractions. listen. this is my broadcast.

well hello.

yes. i know it has been months since my last post, and maybe i'm sorry and maybe i'm not. yes, a lot has happened, and maybe i'll tell you about it and maybe i won't. i can't decide.
i will tell you one thing, something to make all those reading this extremely happy: i broke up with crush. (pause for applause)
i know it has been a long time coming, and that i have wasted a year and a half of my life on someone who, in the end, never took me out on a date, got laid whenever he wanted, and who now (not even two weeks after the fact), has a girlfriend in san francisco. (pause for uncomfortable silence) yeah, exactly.
so between rehab and breakups, i've had nothing to say that anyone but alcoholics anonymous wants to hear. until now......