Tired. Pretty decent but tired. I think it's the heat, tends to sap the energy out of you. And between work and the munchkin I've been on full blast so far. That's aight, though, I got some leave comin' up here in a couple o' weeks.

Your leave will be restful, listless and productive. You will yern for the comfort of your barracks.
You will have clarity with somethings and lie to yourself with other things.
This is certain.

PS. Buy no lottery tickets that end with a prime number and skip pork every other Tuesday.

PPS Who's Paula?

1) I have a house, off post, with my roommate and occasionally his kid;
2) I certainly hope my leave is restful;
3) I don't play the lottery;
4) I don't generally eat pork;
5) Nice try, I don't know a Paula. Paul yes, Paula no.

Well then I guess Paul's sex change won't be that big a surprise.

This guy, he gets it.

Well that's no fun. He'd make a horrible woman. HE can barely match his boots to his uniform. Let alone a purse, shoes, and wallet.

May the pox be with you.

You say that now, but soon... you will be tempted.

Napped so damn hard after getting home so later last night. Now I'm trying to decide if I should go to the gym tonight. I should really go to the gym. I think I'll go to the gym.

I don't want to go to the gym.

:(

I saw your last pic. You should go to the gym.