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Jedi hoo ha
10.20.04 (2:36 pm)   [edit]
Stolen from Krazed.


:: how jedi are you? ::
 
Whatchya know about them Sox
10.20.04 (2:10 pm)   [edit]
Yeah, thats right. Game 7 baby. Someone (I think it was a Yankee) said they knew it was going to come down to a game 7. They said we should have just skipped the season and gone straight to this. Ha ha. I hope we destroy the Yankees. Tonight, I will don my Yankees Hater hat to go with my Yankees Suck T-shirt and cheer for a Sox victory. Of course, you know what really worries me? Whoever wins this series will prolly be so worn out that they will lose to the NL team anyways. Just like the Yankees did last year. This IS the World Series. The two best teams are playing right now.

In other news, I had my first job interview and was told I'm hired. They said they would wait for my med board to complete, however long that takes. They even told me to take a vacation before coming to work becuz the job isn't going anywhere. Very nice. And because I was in a suit, Julie and I went out to dinner at a VERY nice restaurant up in DC named Galileo. Its run by Roberto Donna, who is apparently pretty famous in the culinary world. Of course, dinner (and 2 $20 GLASSES of wine) cost $220. Won't be doing that again anytime soon. LOL

The beeeyach decided to hire a civilian lawyer and is thinking about reneging on all our agreements. It would be really dumb for her though, because I would make out a lot better than she would. Dumb bitch. Why hasn't lightning struck her down yet?

Thats about it for now. Oh yeah!! And I'm going to the Pats game against the Jets, in New England, this weekend. Whoo hoo!!
 
Get a clue
10.14.04 (11:36 am)   [edit]
For anyone that still thinks there was no reason to liberate Iraq ... GET A FUCKING CLUE!!!

http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/meast/10/1 3/iraq.graves/index.html" title="http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/meast/10/1 3/iraq.graves/index.html" target="_blank"http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD...
 
Air Force Enlistment Oath
10.14.04 (8:14 am)   [edit]
U.S. AIR FORCE OATH OF ENLISTMENT

I, Zoomie, swear to sign away four years of my useless life to the United States Air Force because I know I couldn't hack it in the Army and because the Marines frighten me. I swear to sit behind a desk and take credit for the work done by others more dedicated than me who take their job seriously. I also swear not to do any form of real exercise, but promise to defend our bike-riding test as a valid form of exercise. I swear to uphold and defend the Constitution of the United States, even though I believe myself to be above that. I promise to walk around calling everyone by their first name because I know I'm not really in the military and I find it amusing to annoy the other services. I will have a better quality of life than all those around me and will at all times be sure to make them aware of that fact. After completion of my -- snicker -- "basic training," I will be a lean, mean, doughnut-eating, lazy-boy sitting, civilian-wearing-blue-clo thes, Chairborne Ranger. I will believe that I am superior to all others, and will make an effort to clean the knife before stabbing the next person in the back with it. I will do no work unless someone is watching me (and it makes me look good), will annoy those around me, and will go home early every day. I consent to never getting promoted -- EVER -- and understand that all those whom I made fun of yesterday probably will outrank me tomorrow.

So help me God.

Signature:_______________ __________

Date:________________



 
Army Enlistment Oath
10.14.04 (8:13 am)   [edit]
U.S. ARMY OATH OF ENLISTMENT


I, Rambo, swear to sign away four years of my mediocre life to the United States Army because I couldn't score high enough on the ASVAB to get into the Air Force, I'm not tough enough for the Marines, and the Navy won't take me because I can't swim. I will wear camouflage every day and tuck my trousers into my boots because I can't figure out how to use blousing straps. I promise to wear my uniform 24 hours a day even when I have a date. I will continue telling myself that I am a fierce killing machine because my drill sergeant told me I am, despite the fact that the only action I ever will see is a court martial for sexual harassment. I acknowledge the fact that I will make E-8 in my first year of service, and vow to maintain that it is because I scored perfect on my PT test. After completion of my sexual -- er -- I mean, BASIC training, I will attend a different Army school once every other month and return knowing less than I did when I left. On my first trip home after boot camp, I will walk around like I am cool and propose to my ninth-grade sweetheart. I will make my wife stay home, because if I let her out she might leave me for a smarter Air Force guy or a better looking Marine. Should she leave me twelve times, I will continue to take her back. While at work, I will maintain a look of knowledge while getting absolutely nothing accomplished. I will arrive at work every day at 1000 hours because of morning PT and leave every day at 1300 hours to report back to the "COMPANY." I understand that I will undergo no training whatsoever that will help me get a job upon separation, and will end up working construction with my friends from high school. I will brag to everyone about the Army giving me $30,000 for college, but will be unable to use it because I can't pass a placement exam.

So help me God.

Signature:_______________ __________

Date:________________
 
Navy Enlistment Oath
10.14.04 (8:11 am)   [edit]
U.S. NAVY OATH OF ALLEGIANCE

I, Top Gun, in lieu of going to prison, swear to sign away four years of my life to the United States Navy because I want to hang out with Marines without actually having to BE one of them, because I thought the Air Force was too "corporate," and because I thought, "Hey, I like to swim...Why not?" I promise to wear clothing that went out of style in 1976 and to have my name stencilled on the butt of every pair of pants I own. I understand that I will be mistaken for the Good Humor man during the summer, and for the Waffen SS during the winter. I will strive to use a different language than the rest of the English-speaking world, using words like "deck, bulkhead, cover, and head," when I really mean "floor, wall, hat, and toilet." I will take great pride in the fact that all Navy acronyms, ranks and insignia, and everything else for that matter, are completely different from the other services and make absolutely no sense whatsoever. I will muster (whatever that is) at 0700 hours every morning unless I am buddy-buddy with the Chief, in which case I will show up around 0930 hours. I vow to hone my coffee cup handling skills to the point that I can stand up in a kayak being tossed around in a typhoon and still not spill a drop. I consent to being promoted and subsequently busted at least twice each fiscal year. I realize that, once selected for Chief, I am required to submit myself to the sick, and quite possibly illegal, whims of my new-found "colleagues."

So help me Neptune.

Signature:_______________ __________

Date:________________
 
Marine Corps Enlistment Oath
10.14.04 (8:09 am)   [edit]
U.S. MARINE CORPS OATH OF ENLISTMENT

I, ________________ (state name here), swear...uhhhh...high-and-tight.......cammies...ugh...Air Force women....OORAH!

So help me Corps.

Thumb Print:___________________ ______

Date:________________

 
My life
10.13.04 (3:27 pm)   [edit]
I've given up trying to maintain my life on the internet. I simply don't have the time anymore. I haven't posted in over a week and can't even remember what the hell I posted anyways. lol So here it is, real quick-like:

Work - sucks
Navy Medicine - sucks
Julie - good
dog - good
ex - beeeyach
have job interview next week - good
can't start cuz I'm still waiting on my med board - sucks
acura paid for my trade in - good
credit card balance after paying acura - sucks
working double shifts this week - sucks
not blogging - sucks
SheSpecies masturbating shower girl story - good

K, that about sums it up! LOL
 
VP Debate
10.06.04 (11:35 am)   [edit]
Last night, Jay Leno said that watching the Vice Presidential debate was like watching Mr. Wilson yell at Dennis the Menace.
 
Hurricanes and Florida
10.04.04 (8:17 am)   [edit]
Just got this on email. She is from Florida. Funny as hell!!

 
Stolen
10.04.04 (8:09 am)   [edit]
This was originally posted on DaisyMae's blog. It was so funny, yet so true, that I had to repost it. Please visit her blog though. She has quite a story and I feel bad stealing shit from her. Luv ya girl!

Here is a piece written by Andy Rooney - CBS 60 Minutes.

As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:

A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.

If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's usually something more interesting.

A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom. Few women past the age of 30 give a damn what you might think about her or what she's doing.

Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they
can get away with it.

A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best friend because she doesn't trust the guy with other women.

Women over 30 couldn't care less if you're attracted to her friends because she knows her friends won't betray her.

Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 30. They always know.

A woman over 30 looks good wearing bright red lipstick. This is not true of younger women or drag queens.

A woman over 30 is far sexier than her younger counterpart.

Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a jerk, if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her.

Yes, we praise women over 30 for a multitude of reasons.

Unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot woman of 30+, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year-old waitress.

Ladies, I apologize.

For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free". Here's an update for you.

Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage, why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire
pig, just to get a little sausage...
 
Back at work
10.04.04 (7:41 am)   [edit]
So here I am, back at work for the first time in over 3 weeks. And absolutely nothing got done while I was gone. Typical. I have a bunch of BS to take care of today, so I won't be actually working anyways. First, I have to go buy another pair of boots because apparently the ones I'm wearing are no longer authorized. They prolly still won't have my size in the new boots. You know, cuz a size 10 is such a weird size. Fucking supply sucks. Then I have to go back to Bethesda to meet with my new Orthopedic surgeon so he can do a new write up so I can finally get my case heard. Talk about a monkey fucking a football.

Anywho, other than that, its back to life as usual. Which right now is SNAFU.
 
Again
10.02.04 (8:06 pm)   [edit]
I feel a little horrible tonight. Julie is gone for the weekend to a convention of sorts. I get the feeling she didn't really want to go, but she was already obligated. When she left on Friday, she seemed a little irritated. At first I thought she was a little irritated at me because she snapped at me a couple times. That had never happened before. Not that I'm not irritating and deserve to be snapped at every once in a while, it was still unlike her. Later in the day, I realized that she wasn't mad at me, she was just mad. She was still very lovey with me (yes, we're sickeningly cute together) but still had that sense of irritation. Thats how I figured out that it wasn't me. Anywho, she has called me several times and messaged me a couple times telling me how much she misses me. I can't help but feel that I have ruined any sort of good time she might have because now she knows how poorly I reacted the first time she went away. Its hard to explain that was the exception and I'm normally not like that. When thats all she knows, who do I have to blame but myself, right?

I don't want to screw up a very good thing. I don't think she'd walk away over something like this, but I learned one very important thing in my failed marraige. The seeds for divorce were sown right at the beginning of the relationship. Everything that happened can be traced back to BS that occurred within the first six months or so. I'm afraid to sow those seeds unknowingly. In turn, this makes me a little paranoid. Especially given how good Julie is for me. So I have one simple message for her, even though she won't read this until she gets back.

Julie, I miss you very much. I'm sorry I reacted so poorly the first time you went away. I know I've told you a hundred times, but I need to say it once more. Please have faith in me that I won't be such a fragile creature forever. I already feel like the worst is behind me. My life is slowly starting to become more of my own. I'm thankful every day that you entered my life. you bring me joy and happiness that I never imagined possible. I truly feel that you do miss me a lot and that has something to do with how you have been reacting, but I know some of it is my own doing as well. Please let me show you that I don't always act the fool. I don't even have to try this time, I just act the way I am and everything is fine. Remember, I don't even have to try. It just comes naturally. I think I hit my low point of post marraige life that week. I'm sorry that it coincided with your cruise. Honestly, i don't think it would have mattered if you were there or not. I still would have had a rough week. Anywho, I'm done babbling. I just wanted to say that I love you and I miss you. I will happily leave my Patriots game tomorrow to pick you up. I hope you know, in all seriousness, you are the ONLY reason I would leave the game tomorrow. :-) I can't wait to see you!!

PS Been thinking about that costume shop all weekend!!