i taste a little bit of freedom and i treat xanga like a redheaded stepchild.

one last thing from iraq....an idea of what we really did (and gatorade, again :D. we should get a lifetime supply from these plugs).


so civilian life has been ok. much better transition than the last deployment. good enough.

i hate it when people judge you based on what kind of friends you have. we're a collective community of people. everybody brings something to the table.

yeah i agree with having people in your life that share your common interests. after all, these like minded interests are something to talk about. but people outside our comfort bubble also have something to talk about that may very well peak our interest. so why so closed minded?

after all who likes talking about the same things every single day? or want to be around the same person every single day, aside from your significant other of course. you'd catch the roommate syndrome. you room with your best friend and at the end of the year you hate each other. FACT. based on my surveys at least. humanity = diversity. it's a beautiful thing.

what really infuriates me is when fellow christians are always the first to judge based on the people we choose to be friends with. the way i remember it God wanted us to love. more than faith. more than hope. he wanted us to act the way he did. and he loved "sinners." in fact that's whom he came here for.

i hang out with atheists? strengthens my faith. people of a different religion? hey they want to hear about mine too. people who are overtly sexual? we're sexual beings and God intended that and might learn a thing or two so what's the problem? people who hate on others and are mean spirited? show them kindness and it becomes contagious. somebody that nobody likes? and i ask, based on what? appearances? what, are you gay then?

anyways, it's no wonder so many people are bored with their lives. they're a closed book with the certain people they let into their lives. i try to appreciate everybody, or at least give them a chance.

i put him in time out for my personal pleasure. i'm so ashamed. in my defense...


...no i was wrong.

i break the rules in the friendly "nut tap" game.


i abuse my guys.


i think we all agree that it takes a big and great person to confess all this. i don't want to admit to being this kind of person, but ok. i feel better.

...which leads me to my next point...i want a daughter.