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Die Stupid Useless Admin Pogue, Die!

2009-07-13T14:39:19Z

Checking out of the Marine Corp has put me in contact with, for the first time in years, one of the lowest and most despicable of military types; the admin pogue. The kind of guy who's job it is to sit behind a desk with paperwork all day. Im willing to bet he has plastered the back of his car with "Im a Marine!" stickers proclaiming how tough/brave/strong he is to the general public. The kind of person who has a dozen war stories about how he was in convoys behind a turret, or how he put up with daily mortar attacks that impacted 2 miles away in the gargantuan resort they call a forward operating base that he was stationed in.

Perhaps the latter isnt true about this particular guy. He is just a PFC. But that was what got to me. We had an appointment at 1300. I was there 15 minutes ahead of time. I had to wait till 1330 for him to stop chatting with his buddy. Half an hour. If I never had to wait half an hour for a private in my unit that guy would have gotten fucked up. When I was a private I was 30 seconds late. Once. And not really 30 seconds late, but 14 minutes and 30 seconds early instead of 15 minutes. I hated life for the rest of that day. I was made to rethink the whole leaving-through-the-birth-canal-alive thing because of those thirty seconds.

Id like to add that 1) I am on leave, 2) I had to drive 350 miles each way to attend this appointment and 3) I am the one taking care of my infant daughter and my wife had to stay home from work because of this.

I had to fight the urge to stick my pen into this guys neck. I spoke . very . slowly . while . I . composed . myself.

Then it took him 20 minutes to find my file. He checked everywhere, file cabinets, his desk, the copier inbox. He excused himself. He blamed central admin because they probably didnt send down my records. It was sitting on his desk amidst the rest of the folders of people he was seeing that day.

At least my wife and daughter were home and awake when I got back. They can always brighten my mood.

Holey Ramblings

2009-07-02T23:33:57Z

I was driving through South Carolina recently. Flipping through radio stations I came across a few religious programs. Not much of a surprise in South Carolina. Started to listen to one guy all but call Obama the antichrist. After all the antichrist is someone who will come forward and deceive many people as to his intentions. He will make everything that is right into something that is wrong; like a stance against abortion and abstinence as the best policy for birth control, and will make everything that was wrong into something right; like gays marrying.

The guy might have a point. After all the prez is a black man who beat out an old white guy (a veteran no less) at an almost 2-1 ratio for the highest office in the nation. Something must be going on here. Something really really bad. Keep your eyes open for dragons and the such flying around Babylon.

His ramblings did strike a chord in me. Enough to get me to crack open a bible to check up on something. Something was off. Turns out that by the time the antichrist (lets just call him Obama from now on for clarity) comes about, the rapture has already occurred and the chosen have already been brought up to heaven. That means that the rest of us aren't the select, and have the 1000 year reign of Obama to look forward to. I guess the holy rollers who spout this shit aren't as holy as they think they are.

Revenge of the sequel

2009-06-26T02:49:48Z

Neuters London-

US Military Destroys Egyptian Town in Coordinated Attack

The latest in US outrages against sovereign nations occurred earler this week. With no seeming provocation several elements of the US military attacked the otherwise peaceful Egyptian town of al-Hazmali. The extent of this military operation is still unknown. Sources close to the ground report seeing a multitude of US military equipment including tanks and fighter jets.

Al-Hazari is the site of the famous Pyramids at Giza, one of the ancient wonders of the world. Preliminary reports indicated severe and irrepairable damage has occurred at these historic sites as a result of this attack.

Colonel Ahmud Talmadi of the Egyptian Air Force states "We do not know where this unprovoked attack comes from. One minute things are peaceful, the next minute our airspace is being violated by several (fighter jets). Even worse, (the Americans) have employed the Jordanians to support them."

Tensions have been running high between Egypt and Jordan for the last month since a small detachment of Jordanian soldiers were caught stealing chickens from a local Egyptian vendor. The Egyptian government has since appealed to the United Nations for economic sanctions against Jordan.

Reports indicate that the attack included an amphibious landing on Egyptian soil. Almost a dozen M1A1 Abrams tanks and Light Armored Reconossance Vehicles deployed in support of US troops.

It is unknown at this time if this attack was a response to the sinking of the USS South Carolina, an aircraft carrier, earlier this week. Pentagon officials labelled the sinking the result of a terrorist attack. Over 7000 died in this incident.

A unnamed source with close ties to the White House commented "The strike was in response to an alien incursion by a group calling itself the 'Decepticons.' This group was looking for a power generator hidden in one of the pyramids which, if employed, would blot out the sun. The attack was necessary to defend the world from destruction."

A Cairo resident responded "Decepticons? Aliens? Next they will say my falafel cart holds weapons of mass destruction."

He was referring, of course, to the US government's claims to justify their war in Iraq. US credibility in the region is at an all time low.

Sex Meme

2009-05-20T14:22:39Z

1. Is there anyone on your friends list you would ever consider having sex with?
No. Sorry Petrov.

2. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night?
They're all good.

3. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
Right.

4. Do you masturbate?
Yes.

5. How often?
Once a day, sometimes more, sometimes less.

6. Have you ever taken your clothes off for money?
No.

7. Do you prefer showers or baths?
Baths.

8. Have you ever had sex in the shower or the bath?
Who hasn't?

9. Do you watch/read pornography?
Sure.

10. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed?
Aggressive. No more British women, thank you very much.

11. Do you love someone on your friends list?
No. Sorry Petrov.

12. Do you know all the people on your friends list?
Yes

13. Would you choose love or money?
Love.

14. Your top three favorite kinks in bed?
Hard to say.

15. Has anyone ever gone beyond your personal line of respect sexually?
No. But the line is less a line and more a rubber band.

16. Where is the most romantic place you have had sex?
Backseat of a pickup with a six pack. Seriously though, set up an apartment with low lights, massage oils and non-permanent markers.

17. Where is the weirdest place you have had sex?
A church.

18. Have you ever been caught having sex?
Yes.

19. Have you ever been to a strip club?
When its 50% of the economy in the town around me?

20. Ever been to a bar just to get sex?
Yes

21. Ever been kicked out of a bar or a club for sexual reasons?
No.

22. Ever been picked up in a bar?
Yes

23. Have you ever kissed or had sex with someone of the same sex?
No.

24. What's your sexuality?
Katrinosexual.

25. Had sex in a movie theater?
Amidst the sticky floors and popcorn butter?

26. Had sex in a bathroom?
Affirm

27. Have you ever had sex at work?
Yeah. Feel bad about it, though.

28. Have you ever been in an "adult" store?
Yes

29. Bought something from an adult store?
Yep

30. Do you own any sex toys?
Not anymore.

31. If yes, how many and what are they?
Hah! Get to dodge this question because the last question was closer to 'no'.

32. Does anyone have naughty pics of you or are you on film?
Unfortunately.

33. Have you ever had sex with someone and called them the wrong name?
Guilty.

34. Have you ever had phone sex?
No.

35. Have you ever had cyber sex?
Nope. What's the point?

36. Do you think oral sex constitutes as a form of intercourse?
Is that really a question? Of course it is.

37. What's your favorite sexual position?
Yes. As in all of them.

38. What's your favourite sex act?
I plead the fifth.

39. Have you ever had sex with more than one person at a time?
Yes

40. Who do you think has the guts to repost this?
Hopefully anyone.

peanutlover23 @ 2009-05-14T20:24:00

2009-05-14T16:04:32Z

Almost out of this shithole. So close I can smell the air back home. First thing I do when I get back on American soil will be to pucker up, get on my knees, and kiss the nasty tarmac the plane lands on. Couldn't tell you how many boots probably stepped on that spot, coming or going. Or how many airplane wheels have been over it. But it won't be here, or Iraq. Military service has given me a new appreciation for our country. No matter where you are, it's better than here.

I've always hated it when people talked about their kids. But seeing pictures of mine doing the cutest fucking things I have to say I understand. Can't wait to see her for the first time. For everything I have done, all of my fuckups and successes (the former far outweigh the latter), all seem irrelevant looking at her. I'm applying for my membership to the Father-Wrapped-Around-His-Daughters-Little-Finger club, because I know its going to happen. That and her mother is just about perfect for me. Like marrying my best friend.

Watching lots of movies. Been surprised at some of the one's I liked. And not so surprised at the amount of crap out there.

Lida

2009-04-18T09:31:58Z

peanutlover23 @ 2009-04-08T17:48:00

2009-04-08T21:53:58Z

Young faces and ancient eyes. I see the edges of childhood wearing away around me. Kids aging far too quickly. The old ogre gnaws away inside my chest. I have become a shell called Duty.

He was too fucking young.

You can't stop time

2009-03-14T16:05:14Z

Just filed my request for terminal leave. This means that I'll use my remaining leave days to take off a month early from the day I end active service. Gave me a reason to reflect on the last 4 years. In the end its been worth it. For all the shit that comes with it, and for all the shit I've been through, I have no regrets. So much so that I was thinking of reenlisting. If I had, it would have been in counterintelligence. But having a wife and a kid on the way, a wife who I don't want to divorce me and a kid I want to know, changes those plans a bit.

It's allowed me to see parts of the world I probably wouldn't have seen otherwise. Two shithole third world countries whose governments we toppled aside, there was France, Greece, Djibouti, Bahrain, the UAE and Spain. I got to experience some things most people don't and have gotten to learn more about myself in the process. I've learned skills most people outside of rabid survivalists (hi Petrov) learn. All of this has given me a new perspective. As bad as our country can get, its a lot worse in a lot of places in the world. We are the lucky ones. Our problems pale in comparison to the problems most of the species live with on a daily basis. This life is defended by our military. Specifically by a group of (mostly) men who put everything they have on the line for very little in return. I can't think of anything finer that I have done with my life, by far. Almost worth another 16 years of my life.

And I have no doubt it's necessary. Our country is an empire; walks, talks and acts like an empire. Our presence in other places is the extension of an imperialistic policy. On the other hand there are people who are planning the destruction of our way of life. Around the world, in shitty, depressed third world countries people are preparing and have standing orders to assimilate into a society and wait for the time to attack. The bombing of our embassies in Africa, the Khyber towers, and even 9/11 followed that pattern. Vicious cycle between the two. But the only way to break that cycle isn't to quit.

Showing Baptists the Light

2009-02-19T16:07:28Z

Yesterday turned from just another day to one where I might have started the conversion of a Baptist. Most people are only lukewarm in their faith and having discussions with them is like shooting fish in barrels. Baptists are usually more difficult to speak to because they are usually convinced of their righteousness. Seriously, any group that believes that the Roman Catholic Church is a tool of the Antichrist has to have a strong agenda. You just don't make a claim like that without a really good reason. Not that the point can't be made, however. Sorry dad.

Started with the problem of evil (God is omnipotent and omniscient and interested in justice so why is there so much suffering?). He had some stock answers - humans being granted free will is an answer I get a lot. But it turns out that a lot of the questions I was asking involve doubts that he has had already. Smart kid. At least he uses reason, so I know he wasn't a total loss. Eventually came down to him not being able to answer questions posed to him. Having him admit to there being a possible logical fallicy in his beliefs is a step, I believe, in the right direction. I *almost* got him to admit that his beliefs justified abortions. I had to stop there.

The one thing I'll say; his faith has given him perspective. He is one of the more stable individuals I know. I think his beliefs give him something to stand on, a framework to understand the world. Its not a bad framework mostly, until he started in on why Africans and people in the middle east were a damned people (offspring of Ham and Cain respectively). Couldn't let that one go.

Anything to break up the monotony till I can return home, back to the only woman who ever really understood me and to our new addition. Can't wait to hold my daughter for the first time. Its strange but nothing seems important compared to that.

Je'Taime GP.

Pink spaghetti and meat chunks

2009-02-01T23:51:35Z

My own reactions surprise me sometimes. Even after everything I didn't expect to act so calmly moments after watching two guys get reduced to parts. One moment, they are two engineers/minesweepers cracking jokes on our patrol. The next they're scattered over 100 meters or so. I knew one of them, the other one was too new. Picking up parts was a different experience. Their blood still darkens my gloves. I have no intention of replacing those. Everytime I leave the wire a part of them, literally and figurativly, goes with me. To give up now, to simply leave, would dishonor the memory of these two men - and the memory of the others who died here. The ground is stained by the blood of these heroes, making it sacred.

A very human solution to this conflict would be to simply kill most if not all of the people here. Anyone who doubts genocide is a part of human behavior is ignorant of history. The concept that this is wrong, that it somehow should be avoided, is a new one. It's also a concept we believe in. This makes our job difficult. Especially since these bastards have no problem using their children as human shields when they shoot at us.

Here's a question of ethics. If we drop a bomb on a mortar position, one firing at us at the time, and a dozen children were put there so that we wouldn't fire on them for fear of innocent casualties, who is at fault for their deaths?

Anyway, this is the first year when I'll have to declare more than 100,000 on my income tax return. Suddenly I have an opinion on the capital gains tax.

New Years Eve

2009-01-06T22:13:02Z

On New Years Eve, close to midnight when people were partying in celebration of a change in a calendar date, a Marine died.

peanutlover23 @ 2008-12-30T14:10:00

2008-12-30T19:34:58Z

Another holiday season away from family. They try to make things easier in little ways - giving us things and feeding us well for a few days. Doesn't do much good. For one it either doesn't matter much that the holidays are spent away (my case), or some kid is homesick and broken up and no amount of candy and rubiks cubes in stockings will help. I suppose its the thought that counts.

There are people a short distance away from me who are trying to protect their poppy fields. 90% of the world's heroin is produced here. Half of the in the province Im in. Why grow wheat when poppies are three times more profitable? And for this crop they're willing to die. They can't shoot for shit. Their best weapon is an ied that we catch and disable more times than not. Even so we're rolling the dice whenever we leave the wire. Today might be the day. And I still dont trust my guys enough not to go out with them on every patrol I can. They're still too inexperienced. Which means putting myself into proportionally more danger than they do. More chances to come back without a limb or just dead.

And it only makes me eager. Each time I go out means another chance that we'll take contact. Another chance to light up some of these bastards. Its like an itch I can't reach. Like Im hungry for it.

He lifts up his banner for the distant nations, he whistles for those at the ends of the earth. Here they come, swiftly and speedily! Not one of them grows tired or stumbles, not one of them slumbers or sleeps; not a belt is loosened at the waist, not a sandal thong is broken. Their arrows are sharp, all their bows are strung; their horses hoofs seem like flint, their chariot wheels like the whirlwind. Their roar is like that of a lion, they roar like young lions; they growl as they seize their prey and carry it off with no one to rescue.

Isaiah 5:26-29

Elegant proof for the existance of a higher power

2008-12-06T15:54:31Z

Its a girl (check icon). Meet Lida Rose Turczan. Ill start building my gun collection when I get back stateside.

Tragedy of the Commons

2008-11-29T16:25:25Z

Imagine blowing up a school. Then, a few years later building walls around it. Some time after that you occupy the area, and use the bricks from the rubble of the school to build yourself a porch in front of your tent. The act is about as human of an act as I can imagine. Because, I believe, we have an innate sense that we aren't playing a zero sum game at all. That the sum is somewhere in the negatives and that means there has to be losers. And damn it if that loser is us.

On the other hand, it is a nice porch for Afghanistan. I also built a bench and a rack for my machine guns. I say my machine guns because I had to sign them out, and am now the proud custodian/operator/whatever of 90,000 dollars of US equipment. I was surprised how well the carpentry came out, especially since I didn't bother to measure anything. Next step, Im engraving my unit's designation into a rock using nails and a hammer. That'll take a while.

This place is almost like prison. The same bad food every day. No sex. Days go by with no end in sight. Actually, since we have guns and do get to go out, it has more of a western frontier feel to it. Surrounded, sort of, by people who would kill us if they could. We call them Hajjis, they call us kafirs. Literally a game of pilgrims and infidels. They have no problem hiding bombs that'd kill us. We have no problem calling down the wrath of god in the form of mortars and hellfires and automatic fire (oh my!). And they're dumb(ish), falling into patterns we readily exploit. Shoot one and leave him for the dogs to chew on (some dogs here weigh about 220 pounds), then record that spot as an indirect fire target and wait for his friends to pick him up. More fun for us. They're trying to stand up to us and are finding out how bad of an idea that is. They really should quit, but they wont.

So please send in the blankets with the smallpox.

Shameless Self Promotion

2008-11-10T09:12:14Z

Well, Im pimping out everyone I can to send me what they can. Books and all other -reading material are at a premium here. Letters are always welcome too. Chances are I won't be using the internet again for a long while. Address is

Sgt Daniel Turczan
3/8 L. Co
Unit 73265
FPO AE 09510-3265

Non Bachelor Bachelor Party

2008-10-30T04:41:53Z

Goddamn. 3/8 moshpit. Its all I need to say. Three bodies from my unit, my platoon commander, Porter and myself. No one got in that circle. God forbid someone fucked with my LT. They were done. First time for Porter and me. Inspired the rest of my unit. Got caught with elbows in my face a number of times. For some reason security was ok with me no matter what I did. One guy umm, fell, and had to get stitches. The energy was insane. Had to get the right band. I cut into them because they looked like a bunch of hicks, but they rocked us till we threw people around. Other band had rejects from a Spencers sale. This band found out who we were and screamed our names.

3/8, 3/8, 3/8...

Chicks dug us. Guys backed away from us. What else could a big ape ask for?

peanutlover23 @ 2008-10-27T18:41:00

2008-10-27T23:12:52Z

I don't know how to continue. Yet again, Im about to go to the last place on the planet that any sane, rational person would want to go to. Yet again they're sending my battalion in. Screw the army, and most of the Marine Corp, sent to places that have KFCs (KFCs!!!) and coffee shops (oh the humanity) in them. Its time to go to a place with beds that are made from the cardboard from MRE boxes and bases with uncertain defenses. Where my first order of business is to make sure that the machine guns are placed where they should be to stop the Taliban from overrunning it with bodies and multiple suicide bombers.

You cant be paranoid enough.

And I have a wife and a kid in the making now. More reason than most people have who have fled. Straight up either left the unit when they could have stayed or have deserted (we should use the punishment still in the books and hang these fuckers when we find them). But for some reason I still feel ok about going forward.

Oh yeah. Then they promoted me to sergeant. Im waiting for the marine corp to realize their mistake. More money for me, same job really. I always had an image of what sergeants in the Marine Corp should be. Then I see where Im at and know (KNOW!) Im not where I should be for the role. Goddamn Sergeant. In the infantry for godsakes.

Screw it. If its a girl the name is Lida Rose. Lida for my mom, Rose for Sarah. I dont know what the karma is for giving a girl the name of two dead women, but it seems right at the moment. And it sounds good too.

My boxer

2008-10-07T00:38:21Z

peanutlover23 @ 2008-09-29T20:32:00

2008-09-30T00:56:26Z

So I come back from 29 palms. Like most of my unit Im expecting to spend the night in varying stages of intoxication, starting with buzzing, followed by burning shit down, followed by waking up in a pool of vomit. Then I get the text. A buddy of mine, someone I was in country with, had his wife take his kid and leave him the night before. And he, most certainly, has been drinking heavily that day. Somewhere past the burning shit down phase by the time I got the text. Then there's the .45 he bought a few months ago.

Things to ponder on the hour long bus ride from cherry point to lejeune. And the other two hours it takes to turn in weapons and find my packs. Even with cutting in front of lines of boots all giving me eyes of hate for exerting what some assume to be their privilege of convenience.

Fucking boots. What do they know.

Sure enough, there he was on his couch. Loaded .45 on the table. Bears slugging it out with Eagles on the TV. Antidepressants mixed with whiskey mixed with personal shit. Downers mixed with downers topped with downers. The fact that he wasn't hanging from a fixture by the time I got there told me that the fire he had when I first met him was still stoking under the clouds of smoke. Bad fight with the wife. Cops were called the night before. She's afraid for her life. He's sorry for the things he said. The house looked like the morning after a post deployment party. It took me 30 minutes. The drinking stopped. The gun was secured. He got some food in him. The house was cleaned. The wife agreed to come home if I would be there when she came.

Of course. What else could I do? What else would anyone do?

Not nearly the end of that story. The two of them have a long way to go. He needs to stop drinking, find a better way to deal with the shit we deal with. I think they'll find their way.

Rose

2008-09-20T15:59:00Z

Im not the same person I was a few years ago. I don't understand myself. Having everything around me either die or leave makes me almost expect it when it happens again. Hearing about Sarah just makes me feel old. I don't understand why, I just know things are different now. I wish I could be there for the living, but I can't be. Somehow that is, if not acceptable, then accepted.

Sarah was someone who would never turn her back on me. I always knew Id have a place to crash at or an ear to listen to my nonsense. She was a home when I was homeless. She was family when they were distant. I would have done anything for her if she asked.

Goodbye Rose. Be seeing you soon.

peanutlover23 @ 2008-08-17T21:13:00

2008-08-18T01:36:03Z

Spent 2 weeks with Katrina playing house. I have to say, it's interesting. Since I had nothing to do while she was at work, I picked up baking. Made a few loaves of bread, some muffins and cookies. They were tasty. We even had time for her to meet my family. I think they even accepted her. My nephews are still unbelievably funny, and are growing up so damn fast.

I think I'd have to swallow a bullet if I had to stay home and take care of domestic things. Many congratulations to people who can. Its just not my type of life.

So the Russians want mess with smaller countries because they could. Forget about us in Iraq; the real thing that pisses me off is the government, followed by the honorable Mr McCain, claiming that they support the Georgian right to sovereignty yet not willing to commit military force to support Georgia. As if economic sanctions and cries of 'That is wrong' ever changes anything. Seriously, we've had an embargo on Cuba for 50 years. If a piss poor Caribbean nation can hack it, something tells me that the fuel and metal rich Russia will somehow survive without American imports and exports. Until we are willing to drop bombs and send in some battalions the situation in Georgia will continue along the Russian timeline, have no doubt about it. I'd reenlist for that war. No questions about it. Even if that enlistment is with a foreign military.

I have to thank one member of my unit. He told me of a road in NC that he called 'country-as-fuck'. That is a paved road, unpatrolled, mostly straightaways, that goes through nowhere. I got my car up to 120 for the first time ever until I reached a hill and had to slow down (never know what's at the crest). Cut an hour off my trip. And it let me feel and know that 120 in my car isn't much different than 80. Or 60. I love that car.

peanutlover23 @ 2008-07-24T18:55:00

2008-07-24T23:12:16Z

The thought of getting someone pregnant before was always frightening. I got the deer in headlights feeling when it happened to me at the ripe old age of 19. There have been enough nights of fire and forget that there's probably a Dan or two running around that I don't know about. Then there were some girls with whom I breathed a sigh of relief when they had their next period.

So it surprised me recently when the thought didnt phase me. Maybe Im just getting older, maybe its the girl herself, but the thought just seems natural.

Politics and hypocrites

2008-06-12T15:30:07Z

It seems like Hugo Chavez, president of Venezuala, has been funding and supporting communist rebels in Columbia for some time now. After this link was uncovered Mr Chavez turned on the FARC and is asking them to unarm themselves.

Big deal, another politician flip floping on an issue, right? Only thing is Mr. Chavez criticized the US a few years back for our interventionist policies in Iraq. While intervening in another countries civil war. Just another hypocrite, but he was lauded at the time by some for his stand on principles.

It seems to be a human thing to make saints of the people who say things we want to hear, and to demonize those who contradict our sense of right. Then either become bitter or make excuses for the person when we find that they do, in fact, have human faults and failings.

This especially struck me three and a half months ago listening to a Democracy Now podcast. It played excerpts of the recent winter soldier protest in Washington. It included the testimony of one John Michael Turner, who was in my unit, but in a different company and adjacent AO while I was in Ramadi. There he admitted to personally committing several acts of murder. And people cheered and applauded him. Since he was in a different company I never knew him or worked with him. But I know some people who did. From what they said, and from what I can understand from his own admissions, he was the worst sadist out there. He not only did what he admitted to doing, but he ate that shit up. He loved it. He is very much the exception to what is almost entirely a professional effort.

Besides the disgust I feel for this individual, who somehow slipped through the cracks and who never should have been trusted with a rifle, the thing that amazed me is that people were cheering him. And Im sure if I was there and said that he was full of shit, or was twisting the situation to make things sound the way he wanted, I would have been ostracised. Applauding an admitted murderer who is walking free.

Cause Bohemia is dead

2008-06-10T16:35:43Z

After the sale of a house I have more money than I've ever had, about 10 times more actually. After paying off student loans and paying or prepaying every conceivable bill I still have more money than I know what to do with. My paycheck is now entirely my own, about tripling what I bank every month. In a way it feels obscene.

Good bye top ramen. Hello cup of noodles.

I suppose I should invest it - some has been slated for a particular cause I believe in already. But damn don't all those numbers look pretty together. Almost makes me want to go to Vegas and put it all on red.

peanutlover23 @ 2008-06-01T20:25:00

2008-06-02T00:25:14Z

Back at fort ap hill in Virginia. Some bad memories here. This was actually the place where, over a year ago, I lost my motivation in the Marine corp. Till then I always busted my ass and the people above me noticed this and gave me some respect for it. Last year the group I was with changed. That's where I ran into the politics that pervades this job. People were stabbing each other in the backs for little gain or purpose. Suddenly all the hard work in the world meant nothing compared to a few words. Why struggle and work hard then?

So it was a miserable year. Being the section's whipping boy sucked in the short term, but they didn't know who they were dealing with. Revenge, especially subtle actions that ruin people, can be a wonderful thing. Sufficed to say I no longer have to worry about a certain group of individuals. And their lives are all worse off as a result.

Almost like law school all over again.