By the time I change this, I'll probably be 25 or something. I'm 22 now, but not for too much longer.

I'm a marine, in 2nd battalion 6th marine regiment. I fix the computers, mostly, and I'm not really good at any of the other stuff. But I'm darn good at the computer thing, so I'm doing alright. I'm also something of a poet, a romantic, I actually believe that things are going to eventually work themselves out. I'm an apathetic, cynical, sarcastic, jerk. Somehow, I've become charming. I'm not sure when that happened though.

Well, here we are. That's me looking all marineish below. I like that picture, for some reason. It's all happy and stuff. I'm not really all about it or anything. Don't get me wrong, I'm proud that I'm a marine, but it's not something I'm going to do for very much longer. It's just not something I could keep up with. I'll be happier when I can just be a normal, everyday increadibly freakish geek.

Ok, well...

I'm a marine, you might have gathered that. I'm in charge of making sure that the email gets through, which I've been doing since late October, 1998. The job has its perks, such as email access everywhere we go, and just being different places. I like this whole thing, but I'm not sure I can keep this job up indefinitely, and pretty sure I wouldn't even if I could... being a marine is rough, if you're thinking of enlisting, email me, and if you do enlist, pretend I referred you so I can get some bonus points.

Drowning in the shadows

Somewhere in the shadows she was sleeping
And her thoughts clung to her like a plastic bag over her face
She couldn't breathe and so she screamed
But no one answered her back

She wanted to know if anyone even saw that she was drowning?

She looked for the life guard but he was on the phone
With a tired gaze she looked at him
And he held up his index finger and looked away
He'll be there in a moment

She wondered if she needed that anyway... it seemed so wrong

Someday she told herself she could just slip away
From the shadows and the monsters in her mind
But they're playing that old song in the apartment down the hall
And she just can't bear to be alone right now

Sometimes she talks to the loneliness like it's a person

In her mind it's all in riddles
And in her mind It's all the same
And She doesn't want to hear the music anymore
And She never heard that music before

And stuff