I say nickel, you say back....
NICKEL

BACK!!!

Yeah thats right, what an awesome show, even from the cheap seats, i had an awesome time. My roomie and I went the other night. It was a lot of fun. I got a drink dumped on me, rather, it splashed up from the floor in the bathroom... don't let me forget the bathroom nazi... we will come back to that later.

I had nachos dumped on me... down my back. luckily I jumped when the girls behind me jumped so i wasn't leaning in my seat. caught most of the cheese with my hand... it smelled like vomit. I really hate the smell of cheese sauce. It was all okay because how do you make it through a show like that without getting something on you?
The show started off with Puddle of Mudd.... yay, another of my favorites... then eleventh finger, I think is what they're called. their music was good, but their stage presence needed work. you could tell they were ameteurs sandwiched between seasoned musicians. The nickleback show itself started with a bang... literally... hence the nachos down my back!

Lots of pyro, lots of lighttricks, and of course video streams.... a tribute to pantera's guitarist... and well, lots of my favorite songs. YAY!

I am just checking in... I'm good, I'm alive, I haven't been hit by any hurricaines yet, but there are still a few days left.

Bathroom nazi to come at a later time>

I am very frustrated right now. I am too far away from my family and it feels as if a rug has been pulled out from beneath me. I have no idea what is going on, and it seems as if no one is talking in thuths. I want to know what is next. That is all. Just what now? I am due to come home in less than 2 weeks and it seems that patience is wearing thin on all corners of the situation. Less than 2 weeks left, but almost 7 months of waiting has already been endured. Why now that it is so close to the end of this wait that everything is all falling apart.

wow, you'd never guess it, but it is pretty hot here. I am not particularly enjoying it, by the way. I am still on countdown to get home... it looks like 2 weeks-ish

So yeah, I kinda cut short the story about the washer, wait no, I didn't post that story it is saved....

it was me!



I did it, it was me, wait what did I do again? Oh yeah, first the fire alarm went off, and I didn't think anything about it, rumor of fire drills have been circulating... but during PT for the othe squadrons? Wow, so we go out side and the PT-ers who were trying to eval were cut short.... What did someone say the laundry room on the 1st floor caught fire, crap MY clothes are in there.... and my BDU's. So yeah okay, I overstuffed a washer. I didn't think anything about it, I've done it thousands of times before... I've been doing laundry for the past 20 years... and never have I had a problem before.

So the fire department responded, the building was evacuated, a PT was interrupted, during an eval... and now the rumor is that the medical folk, don't know how to do laundry... yep, that is me


So I get a talking to from one of the female MTL's theyre the "babysitters" of us all who live in the dorms of non prior service airmen

She says, well you did it right by putting it on extra large load, but you can't overstuff the washers. I know I tend to overload them a little bit when I'm at home... but you'll understand when you're a little older and have a place of your own, that you really have to take care of your stuff. This is considered destruction of government property and you'll have to pay for the damages.

So okay, this washer that may have been on its last leg anyway, happened to break with my stuff in it, and now I have to pay for it.... okay... we will see what the damage comes out too, and we will see if i get punished for it, too... we will see... I haven't heard anything back, but I will surely update you guys as soon as I hear news.

Audrey you have a password blocked on your site, and I miss reading it. You blocked while I was at basic... if I'm special enough to visit it, can you send me a private message with your password?

Another hot day here, I spend the day in labor and delivery.... not having any of my own, but damn playing with the cute babies really makes me want to have another. Just one more to round out the numbers. I am trying to figure out when that paperwork is going to come in for me to get my new vehicle... it is getting down to the time where I need to start packing up my stuff here. I am kind of excited about that. I am excited to get my things together and get the heck home. I haven't disliked my time here. I've kinda actually had fun during my military training. I've got loads of memories and stories to take back with me... I can say, "I've been there," to a few more areas of our country. Not saying I'd jump at the chance to come back, but, I've been here. We have our PT test in the morning... yep, you read me right, MORNING!!!! HOrray! So even though it will be eighty-some odd degrees out even at 0700, it is better than the heat index of 105degrees. After that test, I am going to try again, to push out some extra miles. I've got nothing to lose at this point. My instructor might get on me for crappy runs during PT, but what am i going to do? I might even start before them and get some miles in before we do our regular PT session.... that way he can see my before effort, so my during perceived effort will look less horridable.

I didn't see much at L&D which is a bummer, but I think i said that already

So, I'm not a girl, I'm a dork. I am still in wonderful Mississippi, still sweating. Things are still going good, my instructor indicated that I might have indimidated one of the preceptors. It wasn't physical, it was mental, or professional intimidation. So I guess I need to tone it down, or not, if you're going to teach the shit, you should be confident enough with what you're teaching to have the idea that no matter who goes through your mentoring, regardless of rank or past expericence, that you've got something to offer them.... would they be in school if they already knew everything? Um, no, actually, they wouldn't.

So it looks like I'm going to be UBER domesticated and I am buying a mini-van... Dodge caravan with stow and go seating... yay. I'm picking up my soccer mom decal at the end of the month (just kidding)! But I am excited because the financing is all in my name. I am a big girl now with big girl credit! And it is totally NEW!!!!!! whoo hoo... and they're UPSing the papers to me to sign, and then S. will drive it home... it is in the next town over and he happens to be there for a uh...haha... uhem, soccer tournament.

Yeah military life is good, my favorite color is still green, and I look sexy in my combat boots. And I can drive a mean IV.