Bah. Humbug.

How I hate this day.

I noticed something recently that I do as I’m falling asleep at night. When I’m starting to get drowsy, and I’ve got my eyes closed and what not… sooner or later a random person I know will pop into my head and he (or she) will try very hard to tell me something. But because I’m so drowsy, I can’t understand what they’re saying or I can’t hear them. I keep telling them “What? I can’t hear you. I don’t understand.” and they seem to get frustrated and keep trying to tell me something… But it’s all to no avail. I can’t hear or understand them. And suddenly, I realize that I am actually lying in bed, falling asleep, and that this person isn’t really there, trying to tell me something, so I say to them “I know I am lying in bed asleep and that you are not real. I will not try to listen to you anymore. I am going to go to sleep now.” And no matter how frustrated they were, they just suddenly understand and stop trying to talk to me. And then I fall asleep. Weird eh?

My entire body is sore. My arms are sore. My chest is sore. My abs are sore. My butt is sore. My legs are sore. My entire body is sore. We have been doing PT regularly, and I confess I am waaaaaaay behind the power curve. I’m falling out of runs like crazy. However I am not alone. I’d estimate that about 65% of the battalion is falling out of the runs. We’re just all out of shape.

However, I am starting to feel that familiar firmness, that familiar feeling of a good workout… and I know that within the next 2 weeks, I could be very well on my way to being in good shape again. My arms are getting tighter… I’m getting my uhhh… uhmm… boobs? back. I guess. No, my pectoral muscles. Yea. That sounds better. =) My chest is sticking out again. The only issue I have is my legs. I need FAT on my legs. I have too much muscle on them. It looks horrid, in my opinion. My abs are getting more defined again.

Another thing that upsets me is this ONE ROW of ribs. It seems no matter how much weight I gain, how much muslce I get, or how much my chest and abs get defined… there’s always this ONE ROW of ribs that shows. It upsets me. I don’t like having visible ribs. And it’s not like it’s 9 rows of ribs… It’s just this one stinking row. I’m about to remove these ribs and just create 2 females (with God’s help, of course)… Sex slaves or something. =D Yea I can be a typical guy y’know…

Haha. I hope I don’t hear TOO MANY negative comments about that one. =D

Ohhh… but work is a pain. SPC Riggs is in high demand. And these minions just aren’t cutting it. One of them really shines as a minion. I may promote him to “Trusted Lieutenant”. But the other 3 minions are so… Well they just suck. They need to stick to their job. Radioheads. They do radios. Who cares about silly old radios? I’m sure people in Iraq would rather chat with their family via Yahoo! Messenger than talk on those silly, large, fugly (fugly = fucking ugly) green brick radios.

But what do I know. Honestly we need more 25B’s (my job). We’ve only got 2 of us per Battalion, and that’s just not enough. Or we need smarter minions… <sigh>

Rumors are spreading like wildfire. Rumors of returning to the warzone early. Sigh again. If these rumors are true… I’ll be stuck for an extra year in the army. An extra freaking year in the army. I was suppose to get out when I’m 25. Not 26!!! That’s a huge delay in my life. I mean can I get a college education before I’m 30 please? Is that alright? Can that happen? Sheesh.

Well I think I’ve written enough. Getting tired. And I have to go to work soon. We’re getting another 4 day this weekend. Saturday – Tuesday. I am soooooo looking forward to it.

~Bruce