Letter from Soldier

Dear Diary,

Morning! I got into work early today so I can get off early, go to the gym, shower, then drive to hang with music dude in Hollywood.

I went to class yesterday, the class just keeps shrinking, was really small last night. About 13 of us or so? And the teacher got on the late students, I was wondering when he was gonna address these 2 guys (they come in late each week, one got on his cell phone during a film, and then they just up and left early one class. He told them they were rude, they dont check in or say anything to him and that if it happens again hes gonna drop them. Then some chick came in last nite like an HOUR late, Ive never seen her before. We are like 5 weeks into the class now, and she said she was registered for it. Hes all “Well youve been dropped by now” but he told her she could stay, and just get the registration papers and he will let her in, but he told her shed have to write a 5 page paper. She said “OH THANKS!” Hes all “Well you have to do something” What you come in at class 5? And get a free ride? SHe ended up walking out of the class after an hour. Teach looks at us and says “The people at the school???”

Its sad to be honest. The total lack of respect and how people can be. I guess Im coming at this from a whole different angle. I wanted to take this class, I want to learn this stuff, there are people who are there just to get credits and could give a rip. And the teacher loves what he does, its his passion, and its just sad to see how much he gives and puts forth and its totally disregarded by some people.

He let us go more then an hour early last night, so I went to the gym for 30 min. Im officially starting to work on my abs( I hate doing abs) But its my one spot I need to target and I neglect. And my gym buddy over a week ago was the one who encouraged me and took me over to do abs. So its time I start!

I went browsing a tattoo site yesterday. I dont know what hit me, but Ive been thinking about a tattoo. I said I didnt want one, or if I ever did it would be something small. Right now it just might be a phase, but I found a pic of one I liked, Im into the ones on the lower back. I was at the gym the other night and this girl was doing abs and I saw a glimpse of the one on her lower back, I like how they look, I think they are very sexy to be honest. Depending on the tattoo.

So I searched and searched to even see if anything appealed to me. I went thru religious symbols, tribal, celtic, fairies, misc, and I found ONE! Out of pages and pages that really was my style. Im very feminine and like girly/dainty things, so the tribal stuff looks cool but it too thick and to rough looking for me. So anyways, I cant post a pic on here, but I can email a pic of the one I like if anyone wants to see! I dont like the whole tattoo, but part of it yes, So i made a copy, and now will need to find something to go in place or what have you of the part I dont like, and let the idea sit in my head for awhile to see if its really something I want to do. Any of my readers have tattoos? How was the experience? Do you like what you got?

Well after gym i drove to B’s. He showed me his Vegas outfit and I finally said “Hmmm so when do I get to see you dressed like this? You sure go all out for a weekend with your buddy” He said back ” I dressed up when we went to Vegas? And I didnt just buy this for Vegas, Its for work too” Then he suggested we go the french restaraunt some time thats halfway between us in the mountains and he will dress up in that stuff.

We had a nice eve, snuggled up, made love. He was so sleepy, but hes so snuggly, his arm around me, kissing the back of my hand. Saying “I love you”

I was woken up near 5am to LOUD WIND. REALLY LOUD. Like insane loud and scary. His window was open a crack and it was howling and rattling, you could hear things falling over in the backyard and clanging on the sidewalk. B’s alarm clock went off, and hes all WOW, thats some wind, it hadnt woke him like it did me. He said he was having a weird dream and I was in it. That we lived at his work and slept on a mattress and some chick was all interested in him and he was saying he had a girlfriend and she acted like she didnt hear him, then he said all the employees kept coming over to meet me and hes all EEEEEEEEEHHHH!! Just how weird it was.

So its like 5am, and Im tired, and hes all talking and talking, there was more to the dream. Im all “Wow, you are chatty” I swear he talked so much and I wanted to sleep! lol. He was all “Im sorry about the window, the noise, the wind and I didnt wake up” He got up to shut the window tighter, and then we were joking around saying we were in the olden days shut up in a cabin in a big storm.

B was off to work early and said “If I win big in Vegas, I wont forget the little people” I laughed and playfully pushed him away. I said “Yeah so if you win big will I see you again or will you take off and say LATER” Hes all “No if I win big, Im moving you closer to me” 🙂 Which was sweet.

Ex sent me an email I just got it this AM. He said he will keep the kids till Sunday eve ( as opposed to Fri) and he said he got a job! And then he said my sister is watching the kids today and tommorrow. Which I have no idea which sister! But I need to call them both and find out. Now that he has a job, I just need to find out where so I can get the wage assignment done again. So I asked my ex where hes working via email, see if he tells me, but I also wanted to see if my sister knows, if he told her or if she can try asking him.

So Ive got a free weekend now! What to dooo!!!

I do need to go out though! Ill say that much! And Im so proud of myself for making plans tonight to hang with Music Dude.

As I was driving into work today, I was listening to Bill Handel on KFI AM radio. I heard this, and I thought it was really cool….

“I want you to close your eyes and picture in your mind the soldier at

Valley Forge, as he holds his musket in his bloody hands. He stands barefoot in

the snow, starved from lack of food, wounded from months of battle and

emotionally scarred from the eternity away from his family surrounded by

nothing but death and carnage of war. He stands though, with fire in his

eyes and victory on his breath. He looks at us now in anger and disgust

and tells us this…

I gave you a birthright of freedom born in the Constitution and now your

children graduate too illiterate to read it.

I fought in the snow barefoot to give you the freedom to vote and you stay

at home because it rains.

I left my family destitute to give you the freedom of speech and you

remain silent on critical issues, because it might be bad for business.

I orphaned my children to give you a government to serve you and it has

stolen democracy from the people.

It’s the soldier not the reporter who gives you the freedom of the press.

It’s the soldier not the poet who gives you the freedom of speech.

It’s the soldier not the campus organizer who allows you to demonstrate.

It’s the soldier who salutes the flag, serves the flag, whose coffin is

draped with the flag that allows the protester to burn the flag!”

If ya wanna visit the site heres the address. Its under the link “Letter from a soldier”

http://www.kfi640.com/hosts/handel.html

Well Im outta here!

Hope you are all doing well!