what do you get…
when you send guys that train all day, know they are the best military branch, send them far from home, put them in the middle of the ocean on an island with beautiful asian women, and then give them money?
the result

yea, so this payday, i got alot of my bills paid. i am moving stuff around in my room and got cable internet. lately i’ve been really non-responsive to my lieutenant’s request. basicly, its not that i don’t want do what he wants, but that i get tasked with so much as the only funds manager in the unit, its fucking crazy on how i get fucked left and right. his stuff gets to the point that it doesn’t need to be done. i mean, the fact that the stuff he ask is for someone else and not really himself. the stuff for him, i do, but i do to the point that it needs to be done and i care only if he ask me for it that it is important. i don’t know…well, he also thinks that i like the rear, by that i mean, staying on base and not going out in the shit and the field. is he kidding? he doesn’t know what i did in Yuma. man, i miss the field. i wish i could go back. fuck this. if i leave for the field, i wouldn’t have to worry about all these petty bullshit request and questions…sigh. oh well, fuck it. btw, go spurs. i just want to play Hiromi in some table tennis aka ping-pong. well, cable tv calls, but don’t worry, i ain’t totally lazy, i’m doing alot of crunches on my new crunch table to get that six pack ive always wanted =] woo!