Back in FL

Well, it was a long drive. I stayed in a Comfort Inn at Exit 86 in Lousiana Sunday night. The bed was so comfortable. Maybe because I didn't sleep that much at all while I was home. I got in at around 10:45 FL time last night after about 12 hours in the car. What a day.

I knew I was going to be in trouble when I got here because I called in late on Friday morning to check in. I got EMI which is extra military instruction. Chief told me to choose my own punishment...well, I don't know what to choose. I needed to pick something that fit the crime, but not too easy and obviously not too hard. I asked around to some of the people I like and respect here and Chief Galen suggested that I offer to paint the Duty Office. It isn't too big and he said it has needed to be done for a while. That is the best idea I got so I ran with it. I met with my Chief at noon and proposed it to him and he liked the idea. I am coming in on Monday, one of my "days off" to do it. No biggie. It isn't like I have anything to do anyway. It might even be fun.

I spoke with JoAnne quite a bit yesterday and the past few days and I really enjoy talking to her. We had an interesting convo yesterday that didn't really go the way it should have. We didn't really talk much about the situation of "us" after I left. I think the both of us really enjoyed our time together and that was that. Nothing was brought up about the future. After we hung up I was thinking about it and I don't think what I was saying was taken the way I meant it to. I called her back when I finally got in FL and we discussed it and I explained myself and things are clear now. I am happy about that.

My personal business at home is giving me some problems. I wish I could be there while the water is rough to help ease the tension. I know that people need to do what makes them happy. They also need to do things to make others happy. The ability to compromise sometimes is altered by the past and the present. When is enough...enough? I used to think never...when you love someone. A personal relationship of mine drove me crazy for a while and I thought that just because I loved this person that it would all eventually get better. Nope. Nope. Truck Drivers know what they are doing. You know what I mean That Guy. Suffering is normal, but it is something that can be altered by change of situation or mental attitude. Like thinking it sucks being here in FL. It is all mental. Cheer up. Whatever happens is ok with me and I love everyone the same no matter what. I love you. That should make you happy enough...lol.

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Joanne

This is Joanne, the girl I went out with Saturday night. Isn't she beautiful?

Back to FL

Well, it sucks, but I have to go back. I had such a good time here. I love my family and friends and I will miss them dearly. I am going to drive about 5 hours tonight and then stay in a telly. I still have to go to Marc's to pick up my Jacket I left in his truck and then to Tim's to get my clothes I left there. Then it is on the road. I had a wonderful date last night with Joanne. She is gorgeous. She is a 21 year old Broadcast Journalism major at UNT. We went to Johnny Carrino's for dinner. I had Chicken Parmegeane and she had Alfredo something. We got a bottle of white wine that was delicious. The food was amazing and so was the conversation. After that we met up with Tim and went to Lower Greenville. That is an area in Dallas where there are all kinds of bars and clubs. I don't know what the first place was called that we went to but it was nice. Very uppity and ritzy. $4.25 for a Coors Light. WOW! Then we went to The Beagle. We had so much fun. Tim and his friends from college are so much fun. I was so happy. I will still talk to Joanne via phone and maybe e-mail if she has it. She lives in the sorrority house in Denton. Sooo hot. She said we could meet up again if I come home for X-mas. Oh ya, I got lost in Dallas leaving the bar last night. Thank goodness Phil answered his phone at 2:30 in the morning and guided me out of there. He used to live off of Greenville Ave. Gotsta go. Long drive ahead. Deuces.

Hung Over

Went to Cocina Caliente last night. I drank Michelob Ultra all night. I danced with Lacey, the hottest girl I have ever seen in my life, who happens to be Dusty's girlfriend and hopefully future wife. She is so much fun. I must have looked good last night because I was getting a lot of attention from the ladies. Maybe it was my beautiful smile or maybe it was the borrowed Armani wardrobe that I got from my cousin. Probably neither. Just a good night. Tim slayed a dragon last night. Go Tim. I had to jump on the grenade and occupy the not so fortunate friend while Timmah was putting tab A into tab B. Thank goodness he was a chump so I didn't have to talk to the friend for very long. I got a number. Her name is Joanne. Joe-anne or Joan??? I cant remember how to say it. Should I call her? I might. She was a cute little dark skinned girl who was well endowed in the pectoral region. She was drunk...very drunk. Maybe thats why she talked to me. Lauren and LeAnne and Sarah came up there to see me. They all looked so good. LeAnne has lost so much weight. She is soo pretty. I think they had to work today. That sucks. I got to see Tim, JP, Marc, Dusty, Sweden, Blasedale, Lacey, Lauren, LeAnne, Sarah, Daniel, Chuck, Noah. It was a good night. I had so much fun for the first time in 5 weeks. The last time I had fun like that was when The Girl in FL and I went to the Landing. That was a good night too. Ok boys and girls it is nap time. I will see what kind of trouble I can get into tonight. That Guy better come out tonight.

Duty Day

Yesterday I had duty all day. From 7:30am until 9pm. Then I had to be back up here at 6:15 to open up the building. Well, there is a duty cell phone that I had to take "home" with me in case of emergencies. At 2:30am the duty phone rang and it sounded like our darn fire alarm. I jumped up in a frenzy all pissed off because I was going to have to go outside and then realized it was the phone. I answered and didnt understand who it was, but all they wanted was the fax number to the Admin department. Are you kidding me? I wanted to tell this person to piss off, but I didnt. I got up and went into the bathroom so I could close the door and turn on the light. I couldnt find anything in the briefcase they sent home with me that supposedly had all information man needs to know. To make a long story short, the phone lost reception and the call was cut off. The A-hole waited an hour and called back at 3:30am. Dick. We have our pot luck turkey dinner or better yet lunch here at the office today. Why doesnt someone just go ahead and kick me in the nuts and put me out of my misery. After this joyous occasion I gett to make the haul back to my real home. Back to Dallas. I may stop in Shreveport pending time to play some craps and donate to the casino. Who knows.

First Post

This is the first post of many to my new site. I already have a picture site online at www.geocities.com/joshtips18 but I have not added to that site in probably 4 years. I got this idea from a good friend named That Guy. He is a guy..well, he is That Guy, who everyone loves. He has the personality which will permit him to achieve whatever he wants to. He can very well be a people person and like many others he can be an A-hole. I met him approximately a year and a half ago. I don't remember too much about the first night we met, but I do remember showing up to my apartment in T-town with a box full of handles of liquor and about two cases of beer. That being said now you might understand why I was walking around naked at the end of the evening. It was a good time. I think. I am sure I made myself available to some poor decisions, but like we always say...You have to slay some dragons to get to the princess. This is the night that my roommate Stan and I dubbed him "That Guy". Now, Stanley takes all the credit for the name, which is sort of ok with me, but it was one of my sayings. You see, Stanley is a bit of a follower who wants to pawn himself off as a leader. He is a lush too. From that night on I believe that That Guy and I kept in touch. He had not yet moved to the horrible hole in the universe that I temporarily called home. All of the women there were either married, engaged, had kids or were pregnant. Possibly inbreds. Who knows.

On to bigger things. I am in Florida now. I am a Texas native born and raised. I have only rode a horse about 3 or 4 times so shut up. I have no hick accent, unlike Stan, and I don't live on a ranch. I made the huge mistake of joining the Navy. One of the most elite fighting forces known to man...ha I say to that. Jokes and jokes and jokes and jokes. One word...RETARDS. Intelligence is not a prerequisite for military personnel. Obviously if I am let in. Being here in Florida is tough. I have no friends here and that is a semi-problem. I miss my friends from back home. I miss Roy D and Marc and Tim and TG. I miss Dusty D who cant stop knocking people out up in Norman. The boy has all the gifts in the world and a temper and physical strength to move a building while taking a dump. Ya, he's that strong. No, seriously. I find myself judging people in a way that I quite possibly never realized that I did before. I have never really thought that i was too good to be anyone's friend. Now I do. that is a bad thing. These people are thugs. Thiefs. Here one week and my car was broken into and personal belongings were mistaken for someone elses property safely locked in my car. Weird. Guess I just thought that was my stuff. I should have known better. Like it says in the bible...kinda...I can give up all of my posessions and be ok with that. My happiness doesn't rest in material things. I love my family. I love my friends more than they will ever know. I have a great support team. I get to go home tomorrow. I will get to see all of these great people I have spoken of. It will be hard to come back to FL. I will write more tomorrow. One.