A notice to ANYONE and EVERYONE whom I talk to over the phone.

I'm sorry that I have to say this, but after getting my most recent phone bill, I don't have a choice.

From here on out, until I can get my phone plan upgraded to allow for more daytime minutes........between Monday and Friday, I am *NOT* to be called before 9 PM, for ANY reason, EXCEPT in cases of emergencies. I don't care if you want to talk to me about chargen for a new gaming session or shoot the breeze for a while or WHATEVER. IT CAN WAIT, GODDAMMIT.

...*sighs* I care about my friends dearly, and I like talking to you guys as much as I can, but I can't afford it anymore. This phone bill ALONE just OBLITERATED half of my next paycheck, and most of the calls were from my friends from Chicago. I'll be damned if I'm going to let this happen again. You're important to me, but being able to stay out of debt (which, as a lot of those affected by this may know, can lead to massive LEGAL issues) is just a little more important to me. I already have a car wreck I'm having to make payments on, plus a loan for my new scooter, as well as lots of other minor things that add up...I don't need to be burning away more than what's left of my earnings on idle chatter.

As such, if you call me before 9 on a weekday and it's not to inform me that someone close to me has been severely injured or killed, don't be surprised if I tell you to call back later and hang up...or, if I'm in a particularly foul mood, if I just hang up on you without warning.

Do not treat this as a joke. I am done fucking around.

Further proof my command is full of morons.

Earlier today, Senior Chief (name omitted, will be referred to as "Senior") decided that the walkway from the parking lot to the hangar was a little dirty and needed cleaning. He didn't figure it to be a big job, and decided that one person would be sufficient to get it done in under 20 minutes. He handpicked my shop to send someone down, and lo and behold, guess who they picked.

...If you didn't say "You, Xaq/Will/Czshaiguhgxaqafuiih;ilerstifkib.", you are incorrect and lose your brownie priviliges.

Anyway, I went out and looked at what needed to be done, figuring I'd just be picking some garbage up from the fenceline and be done in under 10 minutes easy. This was at 11 AM.

My task of SWEEPING the entire walkway free of these micro-bits of gravel AND patrolling the ENTIRE area for garbage was finished at 3 PM. My requests for additional help were denied. And now the entire hangar, including the officers in charge of our department and both squadrons there, are convinced I've done something terribly wrong to be stuck doing that on my own.

I left a report on the matter with our Command Master Chief, so at least I can be sure something will be done about the matter. The people in my hangar may be jackholes, but our higher-ups are very good people. I may be exhausted and mad as hell, but I know I'm in good hands.

*shoots the first person to make an Allstate joke*

Just a little, oft-repeated-but-apparently-ignored announcement...

...For anyone out there who has ever committed an act of hatred against, or even had hateful thoughts towards, homosexuals, and done so based entirely on Leviticus 18:22.

MORE STUFF FROM LEVITICUS THAT YOU MIGHT'VE MISSED.

11:7 And the swine, though he divide the hoof, and be clovenfooted, yet he cheweth not the cud; he is unclean to you.
11:8 Of their flesh shall ye not eat, and their carcase shall ye not touch; they are unclean to you.

11:10 And all that have not fins and scales in the seas, and in the rivers, of all that move in the waters, and of any living thing which is in the waters, they shall be an abomination unto you:
11:11 They shall be even an abomination unto you; ye shall not eat of their flesh, but ye shall have their carcases in abomination.
11:12 Whatsoever hath no fins nor scales in the waters, that shall be an abomination unto you.

21:16 And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying,
21:17 Speak unto Aaron, saying, Whosoever he be of thy seed in their generations that hath any blemish, let him not approach to offer the bread of his God.
21:18 For whatsoever man he be that hath a blemish, he shall not approach: a blind man, or a lame, or he that hath a flat nose, or any thing superfluous,
21:19 Or a man that is brokenfooted, or brokenhanded,
21:20 Or crookbackt, or a dwarf, or that hath a blemish in his eye, or be scurvy, or scabbed, or hath his stones broken;
21:21 No man that hath a blemish of the seed of Aaron the priest shall come nigh to offer the offerings of the LORD made by fire: he hath a blemish; he shall not come nigh to offer the bread of his God.
21:22 He shall eat the bread of his God, both of the most holy, and of the holy.
21:23 Only he shall not go in unto the vail, nor come nigh unto the altar, because he hath a blemish; that he profane not my sanctuaries: for I the LORD do sanctify them.
21:24 And Moses told it unto Aaron, and to his sons, and unto all the children of Israel.



If this message applies to you, and you ave ever eaten ham, pork, any kind of non-fish seafood, or have ever gone to church with someone with any kind of physicial disability/disfiguration, you have no room to speak on the matter of the supposed evils of homosexuality.

Don't blame the messenger. It's all from YOUR holy book.

ATTN Tiggerous (Beast-Warrior/Effect/WIND/4/1900ATK/1200DEF)

Scored a couple of copies of the June issue of Shonen Jump, complete with Cyber Harpie Lady cards. Lemme know how/when ya want yours. :D

The hell you say.

Wednesday. Real lovely day for a Summer Whites uniform inspection. Got informed of this last Tuesday. Dropped my whites off at the cleaners to get pressed and cleaned. Said they'd be ready today.

Went back to get them about 15 minutes ago.

THEY DON'T HAVE THEM.

They said they should have them tomorrow. They'd better, because if they don't, my ass is in ALL kinds of trouble, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let a couple of inept cleaning wenches get me in hot water with the skipper.

One thing's for certain...there is NO way in hell I'm paying them for this. They failed to provide the service they promised. And if I can't get out of paying them for it, I can still guarantee I am NEVER trusting them with my uniforms again. You can take that to the bank.

*step*step*step*THUD* Ow!

That's become a common thing for me the past few days. You see, I've developed what some of my friends say is a slightly dangerous habit: I'll walk around with my eyes shut. I'm not just talking around this tiny-ass room, mind you...earlier today I made a trek from the galley, which is roughly 4 blocks away, back to my room. Only ran into a wall/tree/car/etc 11 times, too.

It's a rather remarkable sensation, however...even when I know there's a balcony about 8 steps in front of me, when I get about 6 steps out and start groping around for it, I feel as though I'm about to fall off a cliff. Going up a flight of stairs using the feel of the guide rail and the shifting of the brightness and wind direction is absolutely weird. But walking along a long, silent road with nothing but nature around you, and only being able to hear and feel it....when you take the ugly sight of this base away, it really is rather amazing.

...Dunno what gave me the inclination to do it, though, but I'm rather liking it, even if it does scare me to death while I'm doing it. :D