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[Sep. 17th, 2006|03:07 pm] |
Yes, I bloody fucking well exist already.
Sue me.
Base. Radar. Fixing. Yes, yes, yes. Medals, bodies, flags, annoying people, yes, yes, yes.
Soon, more. |
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| Doom, of sorts |
[Feb. 21st, 2005|12:38 am] |
So, life. Night shift. Promotions. Rank.
Responsibility. I signed up for Airman Leadership School.
Uh. Aside from that, I really can't say much. Not enough sleep.... because I'm a shameless RP whore. |
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| I exist. Why yes, yes I do. |
[Jan. 22nd, 2005|07:04 pm] |
Greetings from lovely Keesler AFB, Mississippi.
Getting promoted soon.
Getting PCSed to North Carolina (my new base.. woo.)
And all kinds of major crap that I'm too lazy to write. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! |
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| Life |
[Jun. 21st, 2004|08:34 am] |
Life is going reasonably well.
After I signed in, I have still been loosing weight, (down thirty pounds of what I started) been doing pushups (At least eighty a night) and working out (least three times a week).
Life goes reasonably well. I don't dare unload any of my emotional issues right now, because they don't mean anything.
All WtA players- www.cityofshadows.org |
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| I've been promoted! |
[May. 22nd, 2004|09:34 am] |
From Civilian to Fleshy Meatsack. Hoo-hah. I am an E-2 in the US Air Force.
Lotta stuff to say. Not much time to say it in. Eh. I'll do it later. |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2004|11:02 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  nervous | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Black Friday Rule | ] |
Tomorrow, tomorrow, I go to the USAF tomorrow....
I'll be off LJ for quite some time, till I get a permanent duty station and my PC back....
WISH ME LUCK! USAF!!!! |
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[Jan. 28th, 2004|10:00 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | Power Of New Animation Songs - Para Para Max Volume 5 | ] |
 Advanced Big 30 Personality Test Results | Sociability | ||||||||| | 26% | | Gregariousness | ||||||||| | 26% | | Assertiveness | ||||||||||||||||||||| | 66% | | Activity Level | |||||||||||||||||| | 54% | | Excitement-Seeking | |||||||||||||||||| | 58% | | Enthusiasm | ||||||||| | 30% | | Extroversion | ||||||||||||||| | 43% | | Trust | |||||| | 18% | | Morality | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||| | 86% | | Altruism | ||||||||||||||||||||| | 62% | | Cooperation | ||||||||| | 30% | | Modesty | ||||||||||||||||||||| | 62% | | Sympathy | ||||||||||||||| | 42% | | Friendliness | ||||||||||||||| | 50% | | Self-Efficacy | ||||||||||||||||||||| | 70% | | Neatness | |||||||||||| | 38% | | Dutifulness | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||| | 82% | | Achievement | |||||||||||||||||||||||| | 74% | | Self-Discipline | |||||||||||||||||| | 54% | | Cautiousness | ||||||||||||||||||||| | 66% | | Orderliness | ||||||||||||||||||||| | 64% | | Anxiety | ||||||||||||||||||||| | 66% | | Anger | ||||||||| | 30% | | Depression | |||||||||||||||||||||||| | 74% | | Self-Consciousness | |||||||||||||||||| | 54% | | Impulsiveness | |||||||||||||||||| | 54% | | Vulnerability | ||||||||| | 30% | | Emotional Stability | ||||||||||||||| | 49% | | Imagination | |||||||||||||||||||||||| | 78% | | Artistic Interests | ||||||||||||||| | 50% | | Emotionality | |||||||||||||||||| | 54% | | Adventurousness | |||||||||||||||||| | 54% | | Intellect | |||||||||||||||||||||||| | 74% | | Liberalism | |||||| | 14% | | Openmindedness | |||||||||||||||||| | 54% | | Take Free Advanced Big 30 Personality TestIzzat so.....? 18% on trust. Fits. Trust is for the foolish. And the dead. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2004|11:27 pm] |
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Well, I was speaking with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=88.8) silveradept and as it turns out, we're disturbingly similar. Now, I wouldn't describe us as exactly the same, but we've got so many things in common it's funny- or shall I say, not even funny.
o.O So I'm still talking and we're getting to a point where I'm half laughing and half disturbed.
Well, damn. I'm surprised I know someone who has so much in common with me.... |
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[Jan. 13th, 2004|05:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  frustrated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | seatbelts - tank | ] |
You know, I'm frustrated.
There's just too much SHIT going on right now stabbing me in the fucking face. My main anger right now is directed to STAFF SGT. BIXBY, USAF RECRUITING OFFICE, POTOMAC MILLS, WOODBRIDGE VIRGINIA, USA. I gave him my "unofficial" Transcripts, and put in a request to send him the real ones. I was supposed to go up to Baltimore today and tomorrow to get sworn in. But no. I call before we leave, and HE'S NOT THERE. The other person working his office, a Sgt. Fortuna, as I recall, says the unofficial ones aren't good enough. Bixby had told me he'd call if they weren't- this was last wednesday. And today is TUESDAY. SIX DAYS LATER. And he never BOTHERED to call. What the fuck is that about? Lack of interest? Hell, I want to get set and sheduled as soon as bloody fucking possible. But so far this bueracratic bullshit is getting in my way.
Also, waiting for some emails from certain people, and I have not heard a thing so far. Well, guess they really don't care. Fuck, I'm setting aside lots of money for some of this, and I would like to keep in touch merely on that note, to confirm things, but no. God dammit all to hell. I can wait, but telling me one thing and then not saying a word for nearly a week is not the best way to go.
Let me see.
Father is selling home, something like two hundred and a half hundred thousand. I sold my car to him(I ain't gonna need it in basic).
Money-wise, I wish I had more, but I can easily live on what I have, and will get, plus a paycheck a week is useable. Having a decent job is a good thing.
Though when I get to the USAF, I'll be making nearly a thousand and a half a month- plus free room, food, utilities, commissary and PX privleges, and so on. So I can save moolah and work like a motherbitch to get a better pay grade.
Now that my rant has been completed, well, I do feel calmer, but I'm still angry. Very angry. It was all I could do this morning not to start yelling down the phone at Sgt. Fortuna about the idiocy Bixby pulled on me. I mean, hell. He went on LEAVE, god damn it. Didn't bother to tell Sgt. Fortuna to call me or anything, just left. So I'm pretty pissed at him.
Regimental betting pool puts 50:1 odds on him being sincere when he apologizes.
Frick. Am sort of sorry about swearing, but not really. I've gotta vent somehow. And at least I'm not listening to heavy metal right now. Ah Yoko Kanno-san, you are amazing with your work.
Time to stew in front of the computer some more. Fucking hell................. |
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| Well, here I go. |
[Jan. 6th, 2004|12:06 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  determined | ] |
| [ | music |
| | System Of A Down - Aerials | ] |
I'm headed out to sign my soul over to the United States Air Force. I have all but three things filled out in the paperwork. I have my ID information, I have my SS Card. Time to face the music, bite the bullet, take the dive......
Sign the paper.
I suppose it's just a little late for last minute doubts. It's the 11th hour, and the music isn't helping. *smirk*
I don't know WHEN, I do know where (San Antonio Texas) amd I have a lot to do now. Get a transcript sent to SSG Bixby (Thats Staff Sargent for you non military yokels) and ask my counselor to be on my application because she knew when I joined and all that.
Time to cross over.
Into the Blue.
(Future Airman 1st Class) Eric
May God have mercy....... on their souls, because I sure as fuck won't! |
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