Well, let me sum up the past week... It's been about 7 days now since our ship returned from a little five day excursion. About 5 days since my last blog, which was completed while I was on duty. Since then, I've been working at a rather regular schedule. Our ship has been going through a string of communications exercises that, obviously, I can't go into great detail about. What matters is, that the first half is over, and this week is going to be exceptionally grueling.
I'm gonna try on monday to ask for BAH. If i forget, will you please remind me? This is rather important... And I ain't settlin' for anything less than perfect, I hope you know. There's only a handful of Apartments I've ever liked, and Norfolk isn't my idea of a fun place. VA Beach is definitely where it's at, as far as housing goes.
Ya know? I really wish I had blog stalkers. I think I've said it before, but I guess I mean it. And, at the same time I post this, I believe I have at least one blog stalker. It's not a bad thing though, for sure. Some people could say, a benevolent blog stalker. BBS. BBSs are much sought after. They leave constructive criticism, read and understand all blogs, and most importantly, are wanted by the poster of said blog. Yeah. It's in the Urban Dictionary. Look it up. BBS
Is this kid, the one who is trying so desperately, the one who is making up lies? I'll make sure his car doesn't start in the morning. Blame it on the rain. Mwahahahahaha.
Oh, and I went on a run tonight. It was pretty rad. I need to get a little chronometer, or whatever that thing is that measures footsteps and tells you the distance. Not a chronometer... whatever. Anyways, I ran around the block once, ran down past the park, through the forest, and around the lake. I guess it was about a 3o minute run. Didn't stop once. This is good.... When I was doing my cool-down walk around freehold close, I started coming up on a big Rottweiler. The big dog stopped, looked back at me, and started whining. I took a chance, thinking it was lost, and cautiously approached him. I came in from the side, and made sure not to look him in the eye. I don't know if that's the proper way to address a strange dog, but it made sense to me. So I walked up to him, held out my hand, and he immediately came up and licked it. He seemed kinda lost, and was whining in-between panting. I started running back towards one of the houses that I remembered as having a Rotty, and he started following me. About 2 streets down, he stopped all of a sudden, and turned around. I didn't try to follow him, and I'm still considering going out and looking for him again. Chances are, he belongs to the house in Chase's cul-de-sac. That family is pretty ignorant. They usually let their dogs have free reign of their un-fenced yard. Not cool.
Okay, so that's pretty much my update. Thanks for listening, beautiful. :-D
By the way, I wish I had my fish tanks set up again. That way, I could have facebook messages every five minutes too. :o)
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