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Go here if you care to morn James Doohan (Scotty in the origional StarTrek). His passing was two days ago bless him.
"count bodies like sheep to the rythem of the wardrum" -MJK
So far, this week sucks. Long days, and longer hours. Chief told me as I was gazing into the nothingness of my corner, to stop staring. Apparently, I was "gazing" in his direction for some time. But I retorted quaintly, "I'm not staring Chief, I'm thinking, and my eyes are open." And about ten minutes passed as I thought what I said, and it was probably one of the more intelliget moments I've ever had. I had a real-what alcoholics like to refer to as: a moment of clarity. But it's gone now, and life and all it's normalcy has expediciously returned. I met someone really cool, and found out today, that she leaves in four months. What the fuck are the odds of that? Weird I tell ya. Plane weird. But, I worry not, some day will be the day for an uxor. Confidence is my greatest strenght. Hmm, thinking here. for a worst, maybe a good trait, used in the wrong way? I think my use of hope is my greatest flaw. I hope, alwayse. Too much. And when I should not. But that's part of what makes me me. I don't really want to change that part of me, because I like who I have become. Nipple rings and all. *smile* And the fault is my own. The fault is my own.
Go here if you care to morn James Doohan (Scotty in the origional StarTrek). His passing was two days ago bless him.
"count bodies like sheep to the rythem of the wardrum" -MJK
So far, this week sucks. Long days, and longer hours. Chief told me as I was gazing into the nothingness of my corner, to stop staring. Apparently, I was "gazing" in his direction for some time. But I retorted quaintly, "I'm not staring Chief, I'm thinking, and my eyes are open." And about ten minutes passed as I thought what I said, and it was probably one of the more intelliget moments I've ever had. I had a real-what alcoholics like to refer to as: a moment of clarity. But it's gone now, and life and all it's normalcy has expediciously returned. I met someone really cool, and found out today, that she leaves in four months. What the fuck are the odds of that? Weird I tell ya. Plane weird. But, I worry not, some day will be the day for an uxor. Confidence is my greatest strenght. Hmm, thinking here. for a worst, maybe a good trait, used in the wrong way? I think my use of hope is my greatest flaw. I hope, alwayse. Too much. And when I should not. But that's part of what makes me me. I don't really want to change that part of me, because I like who I have become. Nipple rings and all. *smile* And the fault is my own. The fault is my own.
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