Monday, February 19, 2007

Laughter for the masses.

We celebrated Derek the marine's birthday Saturday night. It was...interesting. I'll say this: Never mix Corona with a marine, a blue marker, and a passed out airman. Poor Shane... =P

Shane and I went off base on Sunday with the salsa instructor, Danny, and a some R&R guys. We went to the mall where I bought some Adidas (I love my Converse and flats, but they were not meant for this terrain!!). From there we went to this super supermarket called Lulu's, where I bought some shirts (variety, yay!!) Then we went to buy some jewelry. I got two necklaces, one for me and one for Trish, and if I go back I'll hunt down some loose stones and gold for Mom.

On the upside (or downside, depending on how you look at it), I learned who I can and cannot trust. Fortunately this was picked up without anything bad happening.

Anywho, nothing new really, just having a blast and calling Eric whenever I get my hands on a phone...not an easy feat.

Gotta go, Happy Presidents' Day.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Sobriety: More fun??

Last night was three nights in a row, but I still haven't been able to answer that question.

Finally got a roommate. But she's pretty cool.

Monday night, we met two army guys here on R&R, Reuben and Michael. We've spent every night since with them at the Top Off, and they are kick-ass!! We're bidding them farewell tonight, sadly, as they must return to Iraq. Reuben is Mexican, stationed in Germany, and Michael is guard from Minnesota.

We've been running around every night being silly as fuck. It's been awesome. Last night, I think, was the most fun and the most hilarious. Erik came out for a little bit, but eventually dipped out to do his laundry. I kept snatching Shane's hat, and at one point he came chasing after me. However, he was drunk at this point. I faked to the left, and then to the right, and as he was coming at me he kinda did some weird barrell-roll-nosedive into the ground. I'm like, "Oh, shit!!" and I ran to him to see if he was okay, and his drunk ass has the audacity to wink at me!! I was feeling nice, though, so instead of leaving him there I helped him up.

Then we were playing pool. This random guy (weird as hell) challenged Shane. Well, I was playing with this guy Adrien earlier, and a ball had gotten stuck. Shane is racking the balls when he realizes two are missing. We assumed that they were stuck, we're dropping balls in every hole, shaking the table, everything, to get these balls out. They're not coming out. So Shane dropped down and crawled under the table to have a look...and his head got stuck. Michael had to lift the table to free him. Then someone noticed two balls at another table, and said, "Hey, we'll just take those since they match what we're missing." Then it hit us: Those are the EXACT balls we were missing!! Michael (also drunk) had snatched them earlier to toss around on the other table!! I thought Shane was gonna kill was so funny!!

So, as you can see, I'm having fun out here. And this weekend should be more fun. Later!!

Friday, February 9, 2007

Bottoms up, mates!!

When I left the states, it was a certainty that I would remain faithful to my husband of nearly two years. I love him, and nothing can ever change that.

However, temptation has come knocking, and I have succumbed. I have a lover. This lover is so sweet, so intoxicating. My lover is called sangria.

Oh, I'm a foooool for yoooouuuu, you know it's truuuuuuue, can't get enough of yoooooouuuuu...

In one week's time, I have become an alcoholic and a chain smoker. I totally blame Shane for this. *shakes fist*

I miss my friends.

I miss home in general. Not the weather, mind you. I haven't comletely lost my mind. But I miss home. Husband, cats, house, friends, IHOP. I miss it.

But I am having a blast out here, I'll admit it, even if I'm still not getting quite as much sleep as I'd like. But it's fun, and I am determined to make the most of this. This may very well be my only trip to the Middle East for life, and I'll be damned if I spend the whole time moping around.

I'm so lucky to have made such cool friends so quickly. Marquez and Shane are the awesome, and it's good to have two strong men to ward off the desperate army guys and make sure my drunk ass passes out in the comfort of my prison cell. Though I honestly believe they only hang around for the amusement of seeing me slurring my words and being silly as hell. Ah, well.

And I'm finally eating normal again. Thank God.

*sigh* I am the Dread Pirate Davi, and I miss my fellow pirate hearties. Ar.