My brain is SHOT.

[xaq_the_aereon]

My trip up to my family? AWESOMENESS.

This past weekend, which has been spent on their dime at a hotel in Crystal City? Not so much.

I have been ditched for a date by not one, but FOUR people (all in the same way, too...we set things up online, practically have the time and place to meet worked out..and then they drop off the face of the planet!), which was the whole reason I'm even HERE (which, oddly enough, was enough to convince Dad to do this for me).

So now, here I am, fully disgruntled on TOP of my nerves being shot. Why are my nerves shot? Because tomorrow I'm dragging my ass back to the storage place to pick up my stuff, get it all crammed into a U-Haul, and finally make my move down to my new duty station in Norfolk.

And all of this bullshit

ON MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO BOOT!

So yeah, you could say I'm actually fairly pissed on TOP of my nerves being shot to the point that I feel sick.

I think I'm gonna go vomit now so I can get over ONE part of it anyway.

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[anher.livejournal.com]

Give me a call when you get down here. Oh and if possible we're dragging you out on friday night.

[xaq.livejournal.com]

Oh gods I hope I can swing that. I'm gonna be in REAL bad need of familiar company by that point. x.x

As for the call...well, as long as I don't forget. x.x;;