:: A man and his blog.... ::

:: 3.30.2003 ::

Alright... something else I noticed that I felt I should comment on... I have this obsession with chewing on things.. I weened myself off of chewing on pens long ago... that's just nasty... but well... When I was a wee little lad... I chewed on the corner of freaking window sill. Then I grew up some... and so on and so forth. I chew on like everything... pens, gum, etc. I dunno... the only reason I decided to post it... I've done my usual. I take a freaking bottle cap... definatly plastic... and I'll throw it in my mouth and a few hours later... It's all chewed up... flat as can be... haha I don't know why... but I'm always chewing on things. haha It's pretty cool. It's just something I felt like posting it.. Because I'm always chewing on something... It could be a distraction thingy... that keeps me from something deviant. I dunno... it's just something strange... hehe Chewing on things all of the time. Yuppers.... just got to chew on things... Don't ask me why...
:: Jeremy 8:49:00 AM [+] ::
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Also ... based on the earlier post of I make $2.73 an hour.... Check it out... when I go to Gate 2 Street to party... I usually spend like.. 4-5 hours there... I usually spend like $60-70.... so I'm acutally... only losing... like.. $50-60.... and then if you factor in the "sleeping till noon thing" I make another $21.84... becuase I came home at 4am and slept till noon... so I really only spent... like $30-40... haha Which is not too shabby... haha Of course if you factor in the long hours and boring week nights... I easily walk away with money... Check this out... If I buy a 12 pack of Coronas... It costs me $10.50... but if I spend 4 hours drinking... incredibly slow by the way.... I'd make $10.92... So the beer paid for itself... Now if I buy a a 12'er of Bud Ice I'll spend around $6... and if I drink it in 2 hours... I'll only lose around $1.... because I made $5.46 in those2 hours... Yes... notice the trend... Marines can actually MAKE money... while getting drunk... haha Ever night of drinking ends with some form of sleeping... which is only more money in your pocket. Oh... and if you get promoted at work... more money per hour... equals... more booze per hour... Isn't it lovley?

Also... If you're going to town with some girl... for every hour you're doing the deed... you're making $2.73 SO yea... spend a few hours at the opera... bored out of your mind... make at least a good solid $4... We get paid for everything in the Marines... haha. Now it doesn't look so bad does it? Got a new RPG... going to spend like 20 hours to beat that game... well... you just made yourself... $54.60.... Just from playing a video game.. that... now has paid for itself... Go ahead buy and X-box... if it entertains you for about 73 hours... it paid for itself..... Ahh... the joys of looking at things differently.

Hmmm... Imagine if we were paid by the hour instead of bi-weekly... Are you broke... wait a few hours ... Go to sleep... it would make you at least $20... Just like that... it wouldbe a very interesting world. Of course... paying bills would suck.. gotta make a $400 car payment... better save up for a while... haha It's like... 146 hours. So yea... better be careful it's 7.3 days of spending no money... haha Funny stuff... Just a thought... Giving everyone something to think about.. haha Have a good one!!
:: Jeremy 8:17:00 AM [+] ::
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Oh yea... Hiji falls Friday... It was a good time.. It's like a 1.5 Km hike *almost a mile* to get to the waterfall. It's nothing spectacular.... maybe like a 50 foot fall.... The water below the falls is deep... like over 20 feet deep... and a few people have drowned there... so swimming is "off limits".... unless of course... you're a hard charging Marine... haha Right... well... the senior man... a Major... said go for it... but everyone was scared..."the water is too cold they cried" ... so my friend Mase said... "I'll do it if you do it"... so we did... and it was cold water... but how often do you get to swim in the pool surrounding a waterfall? Exactly... haha It was a good time.. I took some pics... and of course... had some pics taken of me... since Mase and I were the only ones ballzy enough to get wet... hehe It was worth it.. Then after the 1.5 Km hike back.. which Mase and I ran... because we were feeling extra energized after an ice cold dip in the water.... we had a BBQ... It was pretty cool. On the way back ... the Japanese guy caught us oogle'ing over his chick... but hey ... she was hot... you cannot blame us... Anywho... we're grilling away... andthey are walking by... so we asked them if theywanted some food... and we served up some good 'ol American BBQ to them... they were amazed... so we were like... "have you ever had anything BBQ'ed before" and they said No... can you believe that.... No? Are you kidding me? How can they be deprived of that? haha Anywho.. It as definatly a good time... and of course... being the helpless romantic that I am... I will gladly take any girl on a hike to a secluded waterfall... there are plenty of places to duck of and get "better aquainted" haha... Anywho... pics to come... pics to come... and until then... hasta luego!!
:: Jeremy 7:58:00 AM [+] ::
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Well.... another day, another $1.25 from the Corps... youknow... as a young PFc... when I was a motivated young Marine... I figuered out how much I was paid. Seeing as a Marine is a Marine 24/7/365 etc.... I did the math. My basic pay, per month divided by the number of hours in a month... It came out to something like... $.42 an hour... all day... everyday.. even when I'm sleeping... not bad at all... I might have to recalculate based on what I make now... see how much of a raise I've gotten in almost 4 years... Hmmm.... Wow... quite a raise... I might have to check my math... I'm up to $2.73 an hour AFTER TAXES... wow... That of course, is not basic pay... but well... yea... cannot complain about that at all. I dunno... just a random fact... hehe

Hmmm... the life and times of Jermsy goes on... My leg is doing quite well... I'd like to say I could take the stitches out... but then medical would get mad at me. It's pretty healed, but like I said... I'm a fast healer. Hmmm... It's looking pretty sexy now.. no more crazy puss or blood... just a normal wound now.. hehe Yes, cuts are sexy... Pain goes away, chicks dig scars and glory ... well something like that... watch "The Replacements"... haha Hmmm... what else... I realized all of my scars are from stupid things... mainly sports... but stupid things... Anyways...

Hmmm... I added a "test" into my profile on AIM. Anyone wannt take it? Well... what a predicament... Do AOL users see my AOL profile or my AIM profile? Interesting.. haha Oh well... anyways... hmmm..

Well I was talking to a friend. She works as a computer lab supervisor person type thingy at BGSU. So... I talked... caught up on old times then turned investigative reporter... Turns out BGSU is pretty cutting egde, and has a network I could work very well in... so.. hmmm.. Now I sit here and wish I could find a place to apply for a job there. I'm sure I meet some of their requirements... although I lack any certs or book time in college. 7 years of expierence has it's fair share of pull... at least in my mind... and if not... being a former Marine does.. I just have to get that former part... haha Hmmm... well... that's about it... I'm still in my little job hunt... well... I dunno...

Tonight is race night... I'm not going. I'm at work of course... Grrr.... I dunno... nothing too exciting. I wanted to go to the races... to see the nice cars... but oh well... work called... Hmmm... I dunno... SMile and nod... I've yet to see and really nice Supras here... and well all know that is what I desire... A stateside 95-98 Supra 2JZ-GTE... that's it... bone stock.. I'll take it... a little bit of work.. I'll take it. It doesn't matter when you're shelling at least $20K into the engine alone... Oh yea... My Supra will be beast... then I'll die in a terrible accident... haha But honestly.. I will own one.. and I will do a lot of the work myself... Just because I can... haha... I mean... it'll be my second car... my weekend toy... and I'll love it. But moving right along... haha

That's about it in my world right now... nothing really worth noting... Well.. I bid you farewell my friends... and have a wonderful day.
:: Jeremy 7:49:00 AM [+] ::
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Ahhh.. as the world turns... haha Here... is... more on my so called modern life...

Hmm... I remembered watching "Requiem for a Dream" Someone once told me that it was a very bad movie... and that is sucked.. but I liked it... very twisted. Of course this is coming from a guy who bought it based on people telling him it sucked, and because he knows the director's work. Anywho... just random stuff there...

Yesterday, Thursday, I went to work... at like 9am they told me to go home... So... after 2 hours of work I was told to go home... so I was outta there... haha Well I had to go back after "lunch" at 1300... then at 1400 ... I was told to go home again... so I was at work for all of 3 hours yesterday... and I probably worked for all of 5 minutes... haha It was very interesting. Anywho... I spent most of the day online talking to my friends... Moving right along.. I had my midnight to 6am watch... it was okay... Nothing too exciting. Hmmm... well.. That was yesterday... nothing too outrageoud. Well.. I'm going to go back up to Hiji falls today... I'll take some pics... haha Well... TTYL... have as good one... see you all later... and peace out!!
:: Jeremy 5:29:00 PM [+] ::
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Grrr... Update on my "life" or something like it...

Hmmm.... I had a hell of a night trying to sleep that first night.... as it was kind of painful... but yesterday was good. Medical gave me the thumbs up... and said it is healing quicker than they expected... but that doesn't suprise me. I heal fast.. like really fast... like cuts heal within a week easily, and bumps/bruises heal in no time. Anyways... It was kind of funny... Moving right along... It finally stopped bleeding yesterday.. Well I got home from work sat on AIM for a few hours... then went out to the house once my friend Beezy got off of work. I got off at like noon. Anyways... we get out to the house and decide to go to CoCo's curry house for some din-din... I get my "regular", and proceed to hear spicy as fugazi curry... Nothing too exciting. We get back... and here is where the fun begins... I'm slipping my running sandals off... left foot comes off fine... now for the right... well... I slip it off and my right leg comes back right into my wound on my left shin... Man.. did that hurt... It actually hurt more than the origional injury... anywho... that is the highlight... I learned... take off shoes with hands... to prevent further leg injury... haha Other than that nothing much going on. I got a phone in my room... finally.... Last four is 6924... finally a 69XX number too... haha ... Anywho... not much else to say really... so I'm going to get going... Have a wonderful day... and... I'll try to stop hurting myself okie dokie? Sayonara!
:: Jeremy 5:00:00 PM [+] ::
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Oh what a time the last day or so has given me...

Well... I had the all night watch over nothing Monday night... So on 3 hours of sleep I stayed up all night talking to many of you "friends" of mine... haha Well.. I got off owrk Tuesday at 8am... and on my way home... something struck me.... No... not a stroke of genius.... a stroke of bad luck mized equally with clumsyness.... After 26 hours of work and I was running up these old old stairs and fell.. These stars are lined by a small little wall that has jagged rocks in it and I landed on that. I caught myself the best I could but took a good one on the shin. No biggie… I continue on towards my room and get home. Then I’m in the process of taking off my clothes to take a shower and I see blood soaking through my cammies… My pulse quickens and I throw up the “Oh spit” flag… I take off my boot and take off my pants and I have a pretty one inch gash/puncture wound in my leg. Not only is it bleeding… although mostly clotted within the remaining 2 minute walk to my room… but it is deep…. to the bone deep. So I sit there… debating.. go to medical or band-aid this one… so I go to medical.. They all freak out because it doesn’t really hurt… and I’m like… yea… just stitch me up. SO… they go about the process and are baffled by my pain tolerance and stitch me up. 4 stitches to be exact. Well… now I have a silly “war” story… it did happen while I was on active duty and the country was at war… just too bad I’m not in a war environment… haha I’m doing good though…. My body effectively stopped the bleeding… so it is working fine. Funy things about it... Doc (Corpsman) Altacia... Mr. Sewed him up... was baffled first by my pain tolerance. He asked ... on a scale of 1 t o10... how much does it hurt? I say... gosh... 1 maybe a 2 at best.. a stubbed toe has pain on this one. He chucles... but I'm being serious... SO I add... actually it's quite painless almost numb.... He is like... do you have any other numbness? Nope... none at all.. so he pokes... does this hurt?? and this? Wow... it really is kind of numb... that's cool.. I'm like... thanks doc... haha Well... in walks a HA (Hospical assistant... like a nurse.) She is irrigating the wound... aka rinsing it with sterile water... and she is squeaming because it "should burn a little".. I'm like... hey it doesn't hurt. Doc says... "work the wound to make sure it gets good and clean.. don't be afraid to touch it) She quinces... I look her in the eyes...say... hey... It's not like you can hurt me worse, and I'm not going to feel it anyways... go ahead... SHe laughs a little.. Well Doc leaves... and I say hey... HA Paramillo... fel free... it really doesn't hurt... Shes like whY? I'm like... I've had many an injury worse... she is like... what? I'm like.. broken rib, torn rotator cuff, strained rotator cuff, ripped pectoral, hyperextended back, strained bicep, hyperextended elbow, 3 concussions, a broken nose, a few broken fingers, torn ligament in my ankle, strained knees, partially torn patella.... hmm... oh and I pull my hamstrings a lot. She just dropped her jaw and stood there like Oh My God... haha.... then doc came in and they stitched me up... no pain what so ever... of course.. .there was some local anesthetics used in the stitching.. but still... I'm just happy go lucky while they sew away at me.. Doc says... Why are you so happy... I'm like.... well... it's not everyday I hurt myself and have to see you guys... funny thing huh? Well... there you go... my realm of pain and what hurts and what doesn't.... Smile and have a good one... Pic will be available shortly... once I get my film developed... along with "normal" pics of me... haha blah!! Byes!!
:: Jeremy 1:42:00 AM [+] ::
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Ahhh.... yes... the smell of another beautiful weekend.... perfection never imagine it would be so great....

Hmm... actually... I had an un-eventful weekend. Nothing short of average... but nothing ground breaking. Hmmm... where to begin... Ahh.... I've been getting hosed over latley... at least one watch every 3 days... but well... that's nothing too bad... this week is as intimidating as any... 54 hours of watch, and normal work days... can you say... 90+ hours of "work" in a week? I dunno... it's going to be good. I guarentee that by Friday I'm whipped like a poser at some zany S&M club... It's gonna be a blood-bath. Oh... yea.... weekend...

Friday night I had gate guard/watch from midnight to 6am on Saturday... boy... that puts a crimp in the 'ol sleeping in time. So I rose from the dead at like... oh... 11am. Lets not forget about the party... haha Anyways... Beezy, Mase and I had planned a BBQ... hell we even invited some of our esteemed colleagues... of course... only 2 showed... making it ... 5 guys... Chicks 0... so yea... it was a standard Marine Corps sausage fest... We had some excellent food. Watched some movies... played some video games... and of course... got drunk... All in the name of fun though. Nothing really exciting... just slipping invites under my female friend's doors the night prior. Yea... short warning, but you know... handwritten personalized invites would work for me... Anywho... it was a good time none the less, oh... and we could bnot break the Saturday Ritual of working on some cars. We adjusted the belts on Mase's Skyline and my other friend Trent's (TRM => TRIM) Prelude. We also, got Mase's car all sexxed out for the races Sunday night. Nice wax job... wet t-shirt contests... oh wait... that is what we we're imagining....Regardless... it was looking nice. Lights out at like 6am... after hours of maddness... and onward to Sunday... wait... it was already Sunday... so fast forward a few hours.

Me being the party God that I am... I was the last to turn to shut-eye... at a little after 6am. Well... King of the party has to wake up first too... so up and at them I was at like 11am. I showered and got ready for my day well in advance of everyone else... so much so that I did dishes... Anywho... all the bed-heads got up and we planned out the new day. Following the Marine Corps traditional show up to work every Monday with a fresh haircut.... I needed to go get one... So Beezy and I rolled down to Kadena (AF base) and puddled it up. The barber-ess was cool. She must have been like mid 30's... but it was the best haircut ever... She did the standard fade in from the sides to the top... and then... went the extra mile... trimmed the top to make it all form-fitting... no plumes of hair, and all evenly cut.. .so not even like a little group of hair stands out almongst the rest... Then she gives me this like 5 minute massage... they always give massages... but not 5 minute ones... this was enough to make me thing Miss 30 something barber-ess had something going on for me... so she earned a tip. First of all... Japanese people do not like tips, and secondly... I don't usually tip for haircuts... but this was an exception. With that out of the way.. onward to bigger and better mountains... the Base Exchange. Wowzers... The Marine bases don't have one the the AF base does... HOT women everywhere... Now... a Marine woman is something to see most of the time... but she has the choice of thousands of guys... so fat chance in hell of getting a hott one... but AF chicks... whew... a dime a dozen... amazing... I know for a fact that it is the reason that Single, un-accompanies Marines are NOT allowed in base housing... haha It is just plain out a fashion show... like.. Helllllooooo Nurse!! Dayum... I swear.... Is it hot in here or is it just me... haha Well... needless to say... I'm leaving base with a smile on my face and an eye on the clock... T minus 1hour and 30 minutes... Time to get ready for the races....

So... we show up a little later this time... 11pm instead of 10... and well... most of the cars are already there... some beauties out tonight too. Well... after a while it turns into RX-7 night... there are 5 with some major work done and 2 with a little bit. A white one, a yellow one, a burgandy one, purple, black, midnight purple, and another white one with a body kit. So yea.... there is some confusion... was that the black one or the midnight purple one... who freaking cares... the ones that had work were incredibly fast... okay... not that great... but running on pump gas easily into the 10's. Anywho... so yea... the RX fest gets interrupted... by what? ... a Ferarri Testarosa... that's what. Anyways... Ferarri's are pretty nice... I'm not saying ridiculous... but very quick. Needless to say... a Ferarri in Okinawa, Japan earned it's respect and probably had half of the crowd on the street nutting up in their trousers. Very sexxy... very... rare... all out nice. Hmmm... My buddy Mase had some good runs. Took a Starlett and a 180SX... nothing super hoss though. A lot of my friends were not running for certain reasons... worn clutches being the most predominant... nothing sucks more than launching hard in a GTS-4 and not going anywhere.... It makes your heart drop out of your stomach. Speaking of clutches... 2 died this weekend... making 5 in 2 weeks... can you see the "weak link" in most of these cars? Anywho... it was a great night... by the end there had to be at least 100 cars racing... making it a much larger night than last weekend. I think I even saw your mom out there... just playing... Well... that's about it... besides getting home at like 3 am and NOT going to sleep until like 4 then getting up at like 6 ... ALREADY late to work... grrr... welcome to the work week from hell... please fasten your seat belts low and snugly across your lap. Make sure your seat-bakcs and tray tables are in the upright and locked position as we prepare for takeoff.... grrr... next stop.... hell... Anywho... Smile... have a good one and TTYL!!
:: Jeremy 7:49:00 AM [+] ::
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Well.... It's been a little while.... So here we go....

Nothing too exciting going on really... we started the war with Iraq... to my knowledge we are not ball to the wall with it yet... and we're "taking it easy" on them. I think it's a scare tactic... just trying to flex a little and get them to surrender, but who knows for sure. Hmmm... well.... onward to exciting news in my life... Oh wait... there is not any. nothing too exciting going on. I've just been working, and sleeping and what not. Of course, I've been cooking up some good food with my friend Beezy over at the house we're house sitting. It's pretty sweet. I dunno... good food. We've planned a BBQ for Saturday, but... we don't have any RSVP'ed guests, not to mention the weather looks like it might be kind of sour. We only asked a handful of people... because we want to keep it small. Hmmm... Other news... I played b-ball again after that day... so like... Tuesday, or Wednesday or something.. and my shoes crapped out in fantastic style. Every single pair of shoes I've owned since like... gosh ... I was 14... has died the same way... I'll be playing a sport that requires some stop and go stuff and I'll stop and my right foot will blow through the outside of my shoe... I'm not talking ... one pair of shoes... I'm talking... 4 pairs of shoes... All the same way... It's pretty wild... Of course... it makes for some interesting footwear... considering I can literally put my foot through my whoe and wear it on my calf or something. Hmmm... what else.... I dunno... Finally watched 8 Mile yesterday... my lack of feeling for that movie lead me to never really care about watching it. It was okay though... I dunno... nothing too special. Hmmm... I got t.A.T.u.'s CD the other day. It's pretty nifty... I'm all about hot little Russians.... not to mention Hot little Russians that speak perfect English... and are lesbians... haha I mean come on now... Are they for real? I don't think they are totally for real. Somewhere somehow it will become a hoax... remember Mili Vanilli? Exactly... Anywho... For the mean time I'll listen to their music and be content. Hmm... Well... nothing too exciting... I've got some kind of watch tonight... perfect freaking time too... Mid-night to 0600 on a FRIDAY night.... grrr.... but it's all in the name of the Marine Corps... so of course I cannot complain about taking the shaft... haha Well... I'm going to get going... Peace out to you all... and "Bombs Over Baghdad Part II... the Father/Son remix" haha SMILE!!
:: Jeremy 4:48:00 PM [+] ::
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Man... last night I lost my mind... I got off of work at like 1400 to go PT... so I was going to go to the gym and play basketball. I dunno... well... I needed my ID to get back into the Barracks... Don't ask me why... but you have to get ID'ed to get on base... and then ID'ed to get into your "house" (The barracks)... makes no sense to me... Anyways... I wound up not being able to find my ID.. My usual habit... I take it out of my wallet and place it with my keys... since that is all I take to the gym... well... it was AWOL... I'm running around going what the fugazi.... where did you go... If I were my ID ... I'd be right ... here... nope... What about here.... nope.. So I abandoned hope and went to PT anyways. So I spent all of this time tryingto figure out where It ran away to... I start tracing my path, I look for it at work... I look all over my room again... everything... no love... then I decide to take one last look in my room... and do you know where it was.... STUCK to the back of my fan.... It seems the sucking action of the fan is enough to hold an id card in place against it... poor 'ol fan took a good butt kicking and life went on. That was the highlight of my day.... I guess...

While I was playing b-ball... I was playing one-on-one with some guy... he beat me the first game and then I destroyed him in the second... he was like... You're a hustler aren't you... trying to hustle me out of my money... Stopping the laughter was the hardest part after that comment... I mean... of all the things I am... I am not that good at b-ball.. Well... peace out... SMILE!!
:: Jeremy 5:21:00 PM [+] ::
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A wsie man once said. . . .

1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me,
for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either. Just pretty much
leave me the hell alone.

2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and a
leaky tire.

3. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your
neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.

4. Sex is like air. It's not important unless you aren't getting any.

5. Don't be irreplaceable. If you can't be replaced, you can't be
promoted.

6. No one is listening until you fart.

7. Always remember you're unique. Just like everyone else.

8. Never test the depth of the water with both feet.

9. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of
car payments.

10. Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your lips are
moving.

11. Before you criticize someone,you should walk a mile in their shoes.
That way, when you criticize them you're a mile away and you have their shoes.

12. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.

13. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish,
and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

14. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was
probably worth it.

15. Some days you are the bug; some days you are the windshield.

16. Don't worry; it only seems kinky the first time.

17. Good judgment comes from bad experience, and a lot of that comes
from bad judgment.

18. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put
it back in your pocket.

19. A closed mouth gathers no foot.

20. Duct tape is like the Force. It has a light side and a dark side, and it holds the universe together.

21. There are two theories to arguing with women. Neither one works.

22. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.

23. Never miss a good chance to shut up.

24. We are born naked, wet and hungry, and get slapped on our ass...then things get worse.

25. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative
on the same night.
:: Jeremy 5:14:00 PM [+] ::
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Ahhh.... yes.... got another thing that peeves me off... For instance... I know I provide a "service" and I'm supposed to "help" people with their computers.... but.... grrrr.... When people walk up to me and say... Can you come fix it... It's broke... Okay... could you give me a little more info? I mean... did you forget to plug it in and it's "broke" and you need me to come tell you that you are retarded? Also.... the one that is worse.... when they just yell for you... they don't have the energy/decency/slightest intuition to come by my office and tell me they need help... they just yell it out loud and expect me to come running... like I'm a freaking puppy or something... Anywho... just venting a little... smile and nod....
:: Jeremy 6:41:00 PM [+] ::
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Hmmm.... another weekend... another bunch of stories... Alright.... well here it is....

Friday... Got off of work at like 1400... went home.. took a nap... next thing I know it's like 5pm and stuff and my friends are asking me to go. We roll out shop a little... and chill.... then of course... I go out to a Japanese karaoke bar. We start a tab. The 3 other guys and I run up a monster tab... 25200 yen... or about $250. Yeah.. so we did our fare share of drinking and singing. It was nice. That finishes out Friday.... no major excitment.

Move to Saturday... I get up at like noon-ish... and one of my friends is like... wanna go to Kadena shop, get gas, and then go to Autobachs (Car parts store)... I'm like ... sure why not... I've got no family... you seem like a nice guy... j/p So we roll out. This is my friend who has a fairly nice Skyline and it's the one I've been working on quite a bit... anywho... We're just driving around. We run into a Silvia (240SX) S14 and he "wants" some. So of course... my friends skyline eats him for breakfast. Then.... not even 5 minutes later... we see this nice looking NSX. So we catch up. En route to the NSX we run into a Corvette C4 owned by a Japanese man. Needless to say... the C4 was pretty impressive. Moving right along... we catch the NSX. Well....It's got plenty of work on it. It's a thing of true beauty. It hung with my friends skyline off the line... see... NSX = 2wd... Skyline GTS-4 = 4wd... so yeah.... the NSX hung with the skyline.. then... as we actually expected... dusted us like we were standing still... After that we came home... chilled and worked on cars for a little bit.. Mainly washing them up and getting them all dolled up for the nights to follow. Later that night... midnight-ish... we drive around looking for some races... and come up empty.

Enter Sunday. We chill for most of the day. Pick up some barbecue essentials and commence grilling. After our fine grub... we chill for a few more hours... then ... "let's get it on." We roll out looking for our friendly racers again. We meet up... and the suprising thing... we know at least 5 of the other guys... Just from around the area... So we're already in the group... they already know us... so we're not outcast. Anywho... it gets late... traffic slows to a non-existence... and it's on. Probably 5 Skyline GT-R's, at least 10 Silvias, a dozen 180SX's, a few Starrets, and a few Pulsars. A Laurel or two.... and well... that be the field... Of course there are the observers... and I took up that role. Needless to say... a friend of mine with a R33 GT-R burnt up his clutch, and my other friend with the GTS-4 is expierencing some slippage in his clutch as well. I saw another guy in a S14 burn up his clutch, and well.... you're getting the idea. Of course... the highlights... the Yellow R34 Skyline GT-R... in all of it's beauty... and of course... the car that was the "daddy" of the night... the R32 GT-R... White, with a carbon fiber hood... that is all I saw of it... as my observation post was on the side of the road... and I'm not going to ask him to pop the hood for me... He would pop it if he wanted it open. Anywho... this car was fast.... crazy fast... Nobody that was there could touch him. Another highlight from the evening. Okinawa 5-0 rolls up... Now... rumor is the JP's (Japanese Police) don't mess around.... but well.... 5-0 rolls up and all that is required is to just "leave" and come back. One or two JP's will roll up with their lights on and all you do is casually walk to your car, drive to the randevous point and then chill... the JP's leave and we go right back to it.... man... if only the states were like that.... It's unreal... I mean... this is still street racing and it is still illegal... but well... if the cops don't care... I mean... this is not even a problem here.... every day there are races and well... it's just accepted... How cool is that?

Well... that was my weekend for the most part. Nothing too exciting... a good weekend none the less... Anyways... another Monday.... yea!! Can you feel the excitment? haha Anywho... peace out, have a good one.... byes!

:: Jeremy 4:49:00 PM [+] ::
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Hmmm.... update time... Well... things are not too bad here. I cannot complain what-so-ever. I took the morning off and played some basketball.... Now... in my prime I actually made a half way decent baller... I could conceiveably "play"... I was no superstar and I never really played on a team... Anywho... whatever works... I'm "alright" I dunno... I just miss being able to get like 7-8 inches above the rim... and being all spastic like I used to be. Currently I can get about 3-4 inches from the rim... but that's not high enough... Anywho... I'm blessed with small hands so dunking has never been an option.

Moving right along... I'm still at work. It's a beautiful Monday. woo-hoo!! Not much going on. I worked a little this morning. I had to replace a drop because it got severed in the center. Stupid users... yea... my computer is not letting me surf the net and the computer over there works fine... so can you fix it? Remember my friends... the physical layer... It's worth looking at first... It's simple to fix and can save you tons of time. Well... I trace the segment of Cat 5e and bingo... Somewhere in the middle someone decided to pinch it between something hard, and something harder and it had crushed the wire, split the casing and servered a few of the wires inside... thus making it... worthless... So I replaced it... Said thank you sir... and.... trotted off... estimated time spent working on this "problem"... 5 minutes... check please? So... that makes... a grand total of work for the day.... 5 minutes.... that's more than last week, and my weekend duty on Saturday combined!! haha... Whatever right?
Hmmm... I dunno... I'm doing okay... Nothing too exciting. My sunburn hurt like a mo-fo when mama-san cut my hair this morning. She was being brutal too... grinding away at my head with the clippers like she was shaving the outer layer off of a bowling ball or something. Man it sucked... reminded me of boot camp... but... at least I got my weekly haircut. On the same note... my hair is neering it's "desired length".... I like my hair about 2 inches long... don't really have to worry about styling it, or it getting messed up... and it's still enough to grab or run your fingers through. I dunno... whatever works... Here soon, I'll be shaggy... with long hair and a freedom I never knew existed... I'll be out of the Corps... woo hoo.... Also... the MC's policy on haircuts drives me up the wall... a haircut a week, preferably on weekends... Come on now... every week... that is so annoying... I mean... $3 for a hair cut isn't all that bad... but... $159 a year is kind of lude. I think they should give me a haircut allowance with my pay... maybe then I would go get it cut on my own... Anywho...

Well... all I've been thinking about is my newest idea. After my golf cart mayhem... rally driving the 'ol cart around the course... I decided... What can I do with a golf cart of my own. I'm talking heavily modified. I want to drop a custom tranny on it... make it at least a 5 speed with a triple plate clutch, racing flywheel, and ridiculous gear ratios. It'll be powered by a B16, all hopped up with well.. the works... turbo, intercooler, everything. I have some radical ideas... Rear-engine, front wheel drive... I'd like to go mid-engine, for stability... but of course... the 17'' wheels, fully cusom suspension should be able to keep me stable... basically... I want to take a civic, and make is smaller... because well... it has to be possible... haha I mean... I'm in Japan... they have some SMALL cars here.... like really small... I'm talking... ONE-SEATERS!!! but ... a civic powered golf cart... granted... I'd be dumping a lot of cash on one... easily into like $40K... actually... less... but... It all depends on how much work I do on it myself. I'd throw it all on there... carbon fiber chassis... I mean... It's a golf cart... It's not too much carbon fiber... so I could make the whole shell carbon fiber... I'll have a huge wing on the bia bia... and it'd be pretty sweet... Something to tool around in at the car shows... while I'm showing off that "Dream Supra" of mine I don't own yet.

Speaking of cars... update on the "brokedown" skyline... he blew the water-pump. Not too bad... special order parts... as most garages don't have them in stock. So now I have a new job... putting the new water pump in the car... We're also going to replace the timing belt.... Why do I see us sending the timing all out of whack? Oh well... live and learn, and seek advice if you phuck it up right? That's my "mission" tonight... Anyways... I guess that is all for today... Besides the need not to be mentioned... "My clubsy body has been using it's fat arse to knock things over today..." Nothing serious... just a stack of papers as I tried to squeeze by. Well... peace out.. smile and live long and prosper.
:: Jeremy 11:55:00 PM [+] ::
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Well... another beautiful weekend. I played some golf yesterday (Sunday)... but I would not call it golf. I mean... I made it under 150 strokes for 18 holes... but that is far from pretty... so ... yea... I played something. Golf-kart mayhem.... I was driving rally car style. Left foot braking... drifting. I kid you not... and these golf carts are actually BELOW average on power. It was truly fun. All done on the tarmac too... no off roading. It was truly a good time... and I expected to see my cart in the garage after my run. Hmmm... Saturday while I was watching nothing on watch... aka working... My boys tinkered with one of the Skylines all day. Changed out the coils, new spark plugs, an oil change, flushed the radiator... just common stuff for the most part... and well... after I got off of work we we on our way out and if you've ever been to Oki... Saturday night is race night and well... yea... mechanical failure eventually came to be the case... so guess what I am doing after work and this coming weekend... working on cars again. Yesterday, Sunday, after golf we did some body work on one of the other Skylines. A little bit of patchwork on cracks in the body kits, filling in knicks and scratches.... then a nice deep cleaning... to get all that grit and grime of the road off the pristine white car... and a nice waxing... It's practically a new car... totally different. Oh and I found my newest favorite cleaner. It's made by Castrol and it is called Super Clean... It will de-grease almost anything and is very good for getting a nice deep clean. Of course, it's fairly rough on your hands and drys them out really quickly too... but ... it is a good cleaner. Hmmm... that's my latest update... Nothing new really... Hmmm... Well... smile and nod... have a good one.
:: Jeremy 5:51:00 PM [+] ::
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Absent minded ness... that is what has taken over now. I'm talking to Kristy in an IM... and she asks me to call her... I agree... I am totally down with it.... but I close the IM window and the number is "forever lost". Yes... it does not stop there... I get a pen and a piece of paper in efforts to write down the number and manage to have both at hand and be in front of the computer again only to finally realize I'm an idiot. No... Don't go get an ID 10 T form... I already know... I need the big ink stap right to the forehead... It was a total lapse of reason. What causes these "brain farts" What makes smart people have a little lapse? Stress? Long Hours? Boredom? Excitment? I don't know... but I do not like them... Take the average IQ test... nd based on what it rates up to... Most I've taken only rate up to a 140... and I get a 135 easy... Take the ASVAB for us miltant types... and my GT score is like 126... neither of those are too terribly high... In my opinionthey are average... but they warrrant me to say I'm not one who should make such mistakes. Such lapses of reason... Anywho... this will puzzle me into the future... what makes people make mistakes? Another thing... random numbers... Given time... my memory is not solid at all. I once told a friend her phone number and I was being 100% honest... but it was the wrong number. I'd known her for almost a decade, and the number never changed... I called this number almost daily... yet... when having to recite it... I got it wrong... How in the heck did that happen. It was not the simple transposing of a few digits... this number was totally random.. and I was convinced that it was her number... Of course I dailed it ... just to prove myself wrong... and to learn whose number mysteriously popped into my head... it was a total stranger... No clue who it was... Also... I've dailed 867-5309... Don't know who that is either... but I had to dail it... Actually... I've dialed it from every area code I've been in... Not one or two... but every area code... I want to know every single person who has that as their number.... just because it is so easy to remember... and my mere mentioning of it has probably gotten that song stuck in your head. Anywho... I'm still mad at my slipage... grrrr....
:: Jeremy 2:33:00 AM [+] ::
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Hey... sup... I finally got AIM working... the firewall guys decided to close the proxy but opened it up through the firewall... so now I don't have to proxy it up... it just works on it's own... Amazing!! haha Anyways... I'm a happy little guy... only like 4 hours left and I get to go home!! woo hoo... Happy happy joy joy... Anyways... smile and the peasants rejoice again...
:: Jeremy 2:06:00 AM [+] ::
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More quotes....

"Why does Sea World have a seafood restaurant ? I'm halfway through my fish burger and I realize, Oh my God... I could be eating a slow learner." Lynda Montgomery

"Remember when American moms used to tell their kids to finish dinner because children were starving in Africa ? Well, thanks a lot, Mom - Africans are still starving and American kids are obese." Larry Baum.

Two Rules For Success:
1. Never tell people everything you know.

I write down everything I want to remember. That way, instead of spending a lot of time trying to remember what it is I wrote down, I spend the time looking for the paper I wrote it down on. Beryl Pfizer

Silence propogates itself, and the longer talk has been suspended, the more difficult it is to find anything to say. Samuel Johnson

The man who says he is willing to meet you halfway is usually a poor judge of distance. Laurence J. Peter

It is hard to believe that a man is telling the truth when you know that you would lie if you were in his place. H. L. Mencken

In a few minutes a computer can make a mistake so great that it would have taken many men many months to equal it. Unknown
:: Jeremy 12:01:00 AM [+] ::
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"Never argue with idiots. The just drag you down to their level and then beat you with their experience."


"The only thing standing between me and total happiness is reality."
Douglas Porter


I don't know what your problem is, but I'll bet it's hard to pronounce.


I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid.


I'm not being rude. You're just insignificant.


I'm already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.


Yes, I am an agent of Satan, but my duties are largely ceremonial.


It might look like I'm doing nothing, but at the cellular level I'm really quite busy.


I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.


It’s better for everyone to think you're an idiot rather than open your mouth and prove it. Samuel Clemens


"There are two people you cannot argue with, a Fanatic or an Idiot." Victor R. Smith


Your ingenuity continues to astonish me... I never knew it was possible to achieve such incompetence


"A word to the wise does no good. It's the stupid people out there that need the help" Bill Cosby


“Knowledge is simply opinion we trust enough to act upon.” Orson Scott Card
:: Jeremy 11:48:00 PM [+] ::
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I finally started to customize my blog... it'll take some time... been a while since I coded on my own.. I'm a cheap lazy arse and I use Frontpage or Pagemill most of the time... so what...who cares... Somebody has got to do it. Anyways... Life is still going good... no news is good news... I've got some Pink Floyd stuck in my head... Actually.... it's a remake.. but who cares.... We all know that when I was a little bitty boy I had other ideas.... songs didn't get stuck in my head... they played on the radio and I was picking up the signal... anywho... gosh being young was great.... haha Hmmm... what else.... I dunno... smile and nod. I'll post more later... like I always do... peace out my people...
:: Jeremy 11:22:00 PM [+] ::
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So yet another fine day... and I find time to post again... I need to turn this into a religious thing... so I can post my opinions regularly and what not. Today has been rough... actually this week has been rough... Let me bring it into focus for you....
It all started Wednesday ... I get back from lunch... Wednesday afternoonish time... like... 1300... and bam-o... The greatest gift you can bestow upon a Marine is spoon fed to me by my OIC... an Army Major. She says... go home... we're all getting 96's... well... a 96 is based on the time... It is 96 hours off. Tada... botta boom botta bing... wait a minute... my 96 is not a 96. For starters I pulled watch (look at me... I'm watching nothing and I'm doing it right now)... so take 12 hours off of my 96... it should be a 84... but it's not... it is a 102. Yes... my 96 was really a 114... haha... Talk about a lot of time off.... whew!!
Well... Wednesday night I am kind of wasting away the afternoon... Nothing too exciting... just having a good time while I'm off.... that is what Marines do... relax and party... but there was no party yet... 18 beers is not a party... that is a good start... but parties need people... and it was my usual social gethering... Me... my roomate.. and my friend Beezy.... and of course... You can have any beer in the house, as long as it's a Corona.
Enter Thursday.... Boredom, lack of beer and morning time so... I get up and I go to the PX... this is the store... for all you laymans out there... well... Hello, I'm the Band of Brother's boxed set... you want to buy me. I'm like... sweet... then of course... Hi, I'm The Ring... I'm supposed to be this scary ass movie but I'm really not. So I pick them both up and say... ladies... you're coming with me. I figure... since I'm about to embark on like a 12 hour movie binge.. I need some food... and since I'm a social drinker (I have a drunk who drinks with me everyday... and we socialize... so I am a social drinker.... haha j/p) I decide I'm going to get some brews. Well... I go to Taco bell... I order my food... Just because I'm wierd like that... I look at my reciept... Oh no... the alcohol gods shine down on me and I'm number 151. No not 69, or 150, 170, 38 or 27... I'm 151... So I gladly take the hint and go get some drinky drink... and lots of coke... lots and lots of coke (3 liters). The peasants rejoice. So now I've got it all... two lovley ladies to keep me occupied for the next 12 hours (remember the ladies are movies... I'm not a jedi pimp or anything), I've got booze, I've got coke, I've got taco bell, and I've got the alcohol gods on my side... It's like a mastercard commercial... Priceless... Anywho... I obviously start hitting 'ol Ron and he hits back... don't let his clean lines on that bottle fool you... he can put you in the hurt locker... After like 6 episodes of Ban of Bros... I'm dying... actually... I'm holding onto that one blade of grass and keeping myself on the face of the Earth.... okay... I'm tore up... Ron did me in... but the men march on... and I get all the way through episode 9 before the back of my eye lids are all I can see... Good night dear friend... see you again... just pass on out okay?
Well... Now it's Friday morning... so yea... It started with a formation at like 0700... butt crack of dawn for all you heavy drinkers out there.... After that... I go home and I sleep all day.. watch The Ring a few more times... and of course... as all alcoholics know... the only way to get rid of that hangover is to start drinking again... so I do.. and that pretty much wraps up that day... Well... a few things happened ... I ran out of rum... which is good.. Ron was hitting a little too hard towards the end... and well.... sometimes you need water.... or at least something that cannot steralize anything.... So I'm chilling like a villian... and my other friend wants to go joy riding. We went out to dinner at the local steak house (Capitals) and then we went driving. Mase has a pretty nice Skyline... it was fun... Anyways... they we going to let lil' ol' me drive... but I was like... ummm.... maybe when I'm about 99% less drunk than I am now... so out came the you drunkard jokes and whatnot... the insults to my family name... the "your mom" stuff... the thing about that one time with the fat nasty chick on the moped... you can never live those down... haha j/p They just razzed me for a few... and life went on... I passed out... and arose this morning... woo hoo...
So here it is... Saturday... what a day... First day in over a week without rain... can you believe that... NOT raining.. I should be out there digging under someones hood and bondo-ing some body (No... really... I'm goign to bondo my friend... j/p) Anywho.. life goes on... I'm on watch... surfing then net... hating on AIM for NOT wanting to work right now... and the usual... nothing new... Somehwere in the last 3 or 4 days someone did a no-no, and my shop spent like a whole night un-phucking someone's ill-brained splooge all over the world's networks. Okay only one network... but still it was a pain in the arse... and well... I wasn't there... neener neener neener... I didn't have to do anything!! haha... Anywho.. I'm my usual happy go luckyness... and I'm looking forward to next weekend when I house sit for someone... they have broadband (wireless DSL), cable, umm a house... no silly rules... and well... boradband... haha!! It's all over now... the world will feel my wrath... Kazaa will hear from me... haha Did I mention they have broadband? haha Anywho... We're (Beezy and I) are planning to have a little party... we've got like maybe 3 or 4 projected guests... more than likely all female... and the odds say... none of them will show... haha It really doesn't matter to me at all... I'll have broadband... so all of you lovley people on AIM will be hearing it from me. Maybe I'll post a webcam of the operations and schennagians. Who knows.... Anywho... that is the up to the minute... stuff on what's going on right here, right now... Blah!!
:: Jeremy 10:30:00 PM [+] ::
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Check it out..... yet another fine day.... after battling the "high side" all day yesterday while at work... I walked in this morning around 0700 and bling... I'm told the internet is down. Now, I really hate the phrase "The internet is down".... Nobody actually thinks about what they are saying... For the internet to be "down" hundreds and thousands of servers, routers, switches and the sort would have to be either physically off... or broken... so... I'm doubting the "internet" is down. In reality ... the firewall went down, so they stopped access both ways until they could fix it. (Good practice).... Anyways... the real reason for this post.... It was a co-worker... a fellow "Computer guy" who told me that the internet is down.... Like 'lil 'ol me would make any diference if it really were down.
:: Jeremy 8:25:00 PM [+] ::
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Well... my first long post known to you as Chapter 1 is pretty generalized. It's like a Hi... I'm me story. The next session will not have a chapter number. That is ludicrous. Anyways.... on with the show.....
My life changed the most when I was around 17-19. My world had totally evolved during those years. At 16, I was straightedge (no drugs, no booze, no sex). I was the shy boy who excelled in math, literature, science, and sports. I was the one who if asked the time would look away and never tell you. Playing ignorace as if it were a drum. See... most of my life up to that point had been perfect. One of two children.... a sister to share my life and generation with. The perfect set of parents... nurturing, loving, caring, and when needed disciplining. In all of my life I have only seen two disagreement between my mother and father escalate to raised voices, and never have I seen any signs of physical or mental abuse. I came from the perfect household. I was a small town boy... so small it's actually a Village not a city, or town. This is the Village of Metamora, Ohio. Small place... maybe 1000+ people. Acres upon acres of fields filled with wheat, corn and hay. A good place. Everybody knows everybody and getting away with anything was about as impossible as if it were murder. Small town values, small town way of life. No problems, no cops, heck a small corner store for everything you needed..., a mom + pop owned resturant and 2 bars for the drunkards. About as small town as you can get in todays modern age. Then I started to come out of my shell... I entered the world.
Late in my 16th year, or early in my 17th... I lost one of the requirements to being straight edge. No, I didn't drink like all the other kids, and no I didn't like up a joint with that crowd either. I was on the second girlfriend of my life and well.... we both wanted to anwser some questions. Granted, that's kind of later to enter the sexual crowd for a boy these days, but you know what... If I could go back I'd probably wait even longer. No offense to the lucky lady, as we are still friends and it has nothing to so with her. It wasn't all I hoped it to be, as it is now... but well... quite frankly it just is not worth it. All my life I've had other issues.... a whole basket full... and I just added another. See... I don't like to eat because I think it is wrong to cultivate food to sustain our bodies just because we have to eat. I'm a hunter and scavenger type... if we were really meant to eat beef... therewould natrually be more cows. Also, I don't like the digestive process... why does the human body produce waste? If we were more efficient we could use those wastes for a better cause. We could make those wastes work for us. Our bodies are very inefficient... and I just am not happy with it. I'm a neat freak. I need things to be clean. I need my hands to be clean and I need my house to be clean. but the real thing that is relavent. I learned to hate sex too. No it wasn't the first time that did me in. Nor am I done in. I still think it is a good expierencce and definatly worth the suffering... but well... When you get done and all you can think of is a shower... you might think something is wrong... but when you get done and you immediatly go puke... you know something is wrong. Don't get me wrong... sex is great... but ... I cannot have sex without there being feelings involved. Free love was a thing of the past, the only way to get with me is to love me first. That is where the insane ideals of being friends first and knowing each other come from. Past expierence lends me to know that if I take the meaning out of it then it becomes nothing to me. Whores on the street, pimps pushing their women around like objects... that disgusts me. Sex sells but not in my world. The start of the degredation.
Onward.... just like everything evolves... so do I.... now claiming "straight edge minus sex" everything remains cool. High school fades away like the ground from a jet fighter. I'm off to boot camp for the USMC. Life's really going to change now. To have everything I know deconstructed and a new thing put in place. You get dressed by the numbers, you shave by the numbers... heck everything changes. Why? Discipline. They instill discipline. Oh, there is your fair share of physical strain, and mental anguish but all in all... it serves it purpose. It makes you something you never were. It makes you a Marine. They always say " The change is forever", and that "Once a Marine, Always a Marine." Well... do not doubt it. Some go through boot camp not caring at all. Regardless the true Marines walk to a different drummer now. If you know me, I am not Mr. Motovation, and I am not Joe Marine. I am laid back, relaxed, calm and collected... but I am still a Marine, and that is all that matters. One thing I notice most about the Marines is why we are so fierce in battle and such time honored battle heros..... purely my belief and my spin on things.... but as with all branches... there is this game... called "hurry up and wait". If you've played... you know how frustrating it is. If not... ask, I'll explain. Needless to say... The Marines are kings of "hurry up and wait", and then we have our game... "oh since you're waiting we're going to mess with you." Sure, it's definatly there in boot camp.... but in the fleet.... It's just a wall locker/junk on the bunk inspection, or a parade, or weekly watches. It's the seemingly trival but oh so important things. That is what makes marines fierce. We have less people so more people do more watches. More watches = more bitching, more pent up agression. So when they issue us rounds and tell us that our rules of engagement are to wait until someone shoots at us to shoot back... yeah... we pray they shoot... we dare them to take one shot, and it better be a good one. This led to the second notch off of my straight-edge-ness. I went home ater MCT (Marine Combat Training) and all I wanted to do was get schnockered. So I got with my dad, went and got some booze and I got lit up. Woke up the next morning feeling like crap and laying in my own vomit... what did I learn my father asked... I said... Not to drink so much that I puke. So yeah... as for that 3rd notch. Never coming off... It will stay in place indefinatly.
With the Corps came new things. Travel. Prior to the Corps I'd never been anywhere but Canada, MI, PA, NY, MA, VA, WV, KY,TN, IN, IL, well... that area... I got to go to SC, and NC right off the bat... Turns out my MOS School was in this place called 29 Palms, CA. Cali... I'd never been. Cali was like a movie to me (imagine a little Forrest Gump look there and you'll get a chuckle) Anyways, So I roll out... meet up with a freind or two from boot camp and MCT and we decide to party like it's cool. Needless to say... it came to the end of school and I was assigned to serve in Okinawa, Japan. I arrived on Oki in April of 2000. Since then I've been all over the island. It's small... Okinawa is a little tropical island a good 1000 miles or so... heck probably 3000 who knows... south of Mainland Japan. I love it here. Got some good friends... both American and Japanese. I get to see hoss @$$ Skylines, Sylvias, Supras, 300ZX's, 350Z's, S2000's and GTO's on a daily basis. Imports? No ther're domestics here... I get to see some imported Mustangs, Camaros, and the occasional Vette every now and then. Regardless... the government is PAYING me to spend time working on a tropical island that never sees snow or tempperatures below 50... surrounded by beautiful coral reefs, with plenty of beaches, and surf if you want it. All for the cost of... signing an enlistment package and requesting overseas duty... wow... it's worth it. Anyways, besides Oki, I've seen Mainland a few times, Korea, Austrailia and the Philipenes. Needless to say... I've enjoyed my time in but.... I'm not a lifer, or even a careerist... I'm a 4 year trip around the world and I'm done... thanks for everything have a good one ... kind of guy. I cannot say that it was not a good time though.
I cannot say that I've had a rough life at all. My family is still perfect. I have an ailing grandfather who has endured some long battles for his life. My mother and father are still as good as they can be. They still support me in every way that they can. but my life is moving on. Shortly I'll be out of the corps and I have to decide where exactly I want to plant my roots. I'd like to stay closer to home but Cali and Canada are oh so appealing. Our great nation is in a very critical time right now. The global war on terrorism is no joke. It is in full swing and more and more of our young men and women will have to see battle. Decisions must be made and opinions are expected.
When did I open up? It had to be boot camp. I opned to doors and let myself out of the cage. I am not nervous when I see a hot girl. I'm not worried about making someone mad with what I say. I am not ashamed of what I am, and I am willing to share myself with everyone. Now I claim ignorance when asked the time because I do not wear a watch... not beacuse I pretend not to hear you or don't want to tell you. Regardless.... I am who I am for various reasons. Not a single sole on this Earth knows everything about me. I have some secrets so dark and so buried that I wouldn't tell you if you were my best friend and I'd known you since I was a child.... if you were my brother. But if you ask me anything I will anwser to it. My life is not my life it is the life of the world we live in and I am happy to be able to live it.
Of all of the things I regret, I regret not playing a key role in my "brother's" lives since I left home. When I left, I left behind two guys who are brothers. We have all known each other since I can remember. My mother stay home with my sister and I and ran a babysitting service out of our home. It was more of a daycare than anything else. All of the neighborhood kids were there. That is where I met Dusty and Justin. Together the 3 of us cover a span of 3 years... 80,81,82. So we were all little tykes back then. We spent everyday together until I left for boot camp. Minus a few family vacations along the way. We were all inseperable. We we brothers. I'd go to their family reunions and they would go to mine.... Well, since I've left I have not even talked to Justin the youngest of the bunch. Everytime I go home I visit with Dusty. Well, last August (2002) Dusty and Justin met up and went out together. They wound up getting in a car accident that nearly took both of their lives. Ponder if you may... but what if I were there? What then? What if I had kept in touch with my brothers and I could have reminded them to drive safe... would it have prevented it? Typically when there is a tragedy people blame themselves for not adverting it. I actually... wish it would bring us closer together.... but Justin has appeared to have severed his ties and left the flock. Makes for some sad times when I'm back home. Regardless.... If you've ever known someone that long... you almost feel empty without them. I'd say a good 16 years of friendship down the drain because none of us have the will to call someone. That's pretty sad. Yet, I probably call most of you... to say hi... So of all the things that I hate or regret... losing a friend is the one that hurts most. It is called failure, and that is something I am not very good at.
Well... my life currently sits as is... I usually work a good 12-16 hour day... come home exhausted (mentally) and want to go to sleep. I tend to play video games, drink a few beers or watch a good movie instead and go to sleep somewhere around oh... midnight... only to get up at 6am and do it all over again. Of course on weekends there are the clubs we roll out to and party. There are the pool halls.... the snorkling trips. The lazy Sundays getting ready for work the next day. It's a non-stop cycle of work and play. Monday turns into Sunday and Thursday is not Tuesday and then the next thing you know it is March and your calendar still says Janurary. There is the rumor mill, the LCpl underground and of course my favorite... the wide-spread e-mail jokes. All in all... my life is pretty plain... nothing worth noting. Just a normal down home kind of guy living a life on the other side of the world. I dunno... whatever right. Well... I'm going to post this mini-monster... and conclude the "Hi I'm, me" stuff... just one quick word of adivce..... Middle names = Lyn, Lynn, or anything phonetically similar are bad ju-ju..... haha
:: Jeremy 1:18:00 AM [+] ::
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Well.... long posts seem to dominate my realm. Sometimes I have a conversation so diverse, so interesting and so revealing that I have to wonder if I all of those "so's" are really necessary? I just had a strikingly interrupted conversation with a friend during which we read each others blogs. My blog being short and new is nothing compared to one that may have been posting for some time now. Of course there are various other things to consider. For instance, how much of one's self will leak into a blog? Most, or so I have noticed, post "daily updates" using it like a journal. However.... what of course is the real purpose of that if a reader cannot learn about you by reading the blog? I've decided... as my previous post annotates that I am going to post a sort of background before I post on such a "today this happened" basis. I am happy with who I was, am and will become. My life is worth sharing. I am not great, and will never rise up to lead the masses, but one thing I know. I know who I am, and I am going to share it with you. Call this the intermission. This is Chapter 1 fading into Chapter 2. This ... this is only the beginning.
:: Jeremy 11:58:00 PM [+] ::
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Ladies & Gentlemen,
I must at least give some background. I'll start with my medical history, and move on to the "stupid things I've done category" and wrap it up with an overall biography of my life... haha j/p I was a very shy guy in HS... the one who sat in the corner had his tight little group of friends and secretly planned to take over the world. I was into everything guys are supposed to be... cars, sports, women, the usual.... except I never expressed it openly. As for those 3 things... Cars... I'm an import fanatic in heaven... (Japan) and well... I like it... Domestics are cool too... as I have a '00 Dodge Ram as my daily driver... but I'm all about going fast and saving money doing so. Give me $72G's and I'll make that little ricer beat the pants off of a Dodge Viper... so yeah... enough said. As for sports... I was huge... immense... I could tell you who played for what team and what he did over his last few seasons in the game. I lived sports. I have played almost every sport known to man, and so far have not totally sucked at any of them. So I have some athletic ability... who cares... Lastly the women... most definitely the one that caught your eye when you read it. I like my women, but not like your average male. I really honestly do not give a flying pigs ear about sex. To me it is a very disgusting thing and should only be shared with the ones you know and trust and "love". Hence why I have only "had" 4 different women in my life. I'll be the first to admit my vices.... cute latinas with a slight accent... the beach babes..... and the one that seems to be the biggest vice.... girls who know what they want and know how to get it. Anyways, that is probably crossing the "too much information" line but it must be stated. I have very strict rules and I'm rather odd with women. I'm a great friend and I have handfuls of female friends compared to my total of like 6 guy friends. I would much rather be a girl's best friend than her boyfriend because there are advantages. Boyfriends make mistakes and cause arguments and of course get all the luxuries, but best friends... we get to hear the stories, catch some girl talk from time to time and of course... we get to let her know the truth. That classical "Do these pants make my butt look big" question can get answered truthfully and there is no repercussions. I dunno... I live for the advice... It's crazy... I've gone shopping with the girls countless times only to be like... wow... that is an amazing dress... and then see her go out and pick up some dude in it... I'm like... yea... it really is that good. haha I get dogged sometimes by the guys because I do not make advances towards the girls but you know... if I did then we would not be what we are... and the friendship would just not be there... so I leave it the way that it is.
As for the rest of HS.... I was a captain of the wrestling team, I ran track, and played baseball. My Junior year I quit my HS team and played baseball in an amateur league in Toledo. It was alright. 12 days after my 18th birthday (a few months after graduation) I found myself in Parris Island, SC starting boot camp. Since then I have slowly opened the gates and now I am far from shy, but still fairly secretive. I have to keep secrets. It is a rule... For instance if I told you every last morsel stuck in my head then you would understand me... you would know.. and odds are... you'd be scared. So basically, I live a very open life and I just don't tell anyone what makes me tick. I am a very happy person and if you see me NOT smiling there is something seriously wrong. I try very hard to be very polite and treat everyone as I wish to be treated. I have been weaning vulgarities out of my vocabulary for some time now. I still have my passions and me desires in life but now I see the brighter things. I'm kind of turning a hello into a novel but like I said... I like to talk. Present day I am a computer guy in the Marine Corps. I'm stationed in/on Okinawa, Japan. It is alright. I cannot complain. I've been here for almost 3 years (April will be 3) and I have seen most of Asia and the Pacific Ocean area. I can speak bits and pieces of Japanese, Korean, Tagalog (Philippines), and Russian. This of course makes it kind of easy to say hello to someone but dayumned near impossible to understand what they said back to you. I can also speak bits and pieces of French, and Spanish but that has nothing to do with being over here. I've been working with computers for 7 years now and am the resident God here. If I cannot fix it then it is not getting fixed. I dunno... I'm a party animal and far from a cheap date. If you were to take me out to wine and dine me... the meal would be average... I do not eat alot... but if your intent was to get my plastered and have your way with me it would require some money. I'm a very social drinker... so much so that the band of drunks I hang out with drink socially together almost every night. Pretty much making us alcoholics but... we don't go to meetings... j/p. We are very responsible and considerate drinkers... so that is why I do not classify myself an alcoholic. I drink a few beers every night (at the most 6). When I go out with a motive (trying to get drunk) I can put away a good 15-20 Bacardi 151 and cokes, and then throw a few shots of Jose, Jack, and or Jim in with it. The most I've ever drank is a bottle of Absolute, a bottle of Jose, and a teeny weenie bit of Jim. That was a very rough night... My drinking vice is Southern Comfort... if you want me to puke give me some of that and it'll do the trick. I cannot stand the stuff. Anywho... Enough about booze.
My musical tastes vary. I listen to pretty much everything. I have my stages, or phases. Right now, I'm caught in a electronic phase. I love trance, progressive trance, house, breakbeats and some good drum n bass. That's quite a few sub-genre's to be liking but it's mainly the favorite artists that makes it understandable. I dunno... it works I guess. I like Van Dyk, Oakenfold, DJ Baby Anne, Cox, C. Lawerence, DJ Keoki, DJ Rap, Darude, Robert Miles, ATB, BT, Seb Fontaine, Pete Tong, and countless others... but those wrap up the big names. So yeah... a few genres there.... Hmmm.... well... I dunno... what else makes me into me... and not the run of the mill every day person.
I'm generally happy. Happiness is like oxygen to me. I need it. I wake up everyday happy as can be for one simple reason... I woke up. Statically I'm doing better than some people are just because I woke up... what more do you need? As for amazing things... I just realized that I have only been home for 12 days in the last 19 months. That is ridiculous. Anyways... I love to laugh and have a good time. I'm the jokester... the comedian... the all around funny guy. I'm the one making people split their sides at the party... and I'm the one that will put himself in harms way intentionally in order to get a chuckle. There is nothing better than a good laugh. Speaking of harm... I'm a true friend. If you manage to get into the circle you're as good as it can get. I am very protective of my friends and I would have to say I promote a general happiness through-out my little family. I will take a bullet for you (USMC remember I am putting my life out there just in case already... for freedom.... anywho), and I have no fear of death. This makes me a perfect candidate to be a martyr seeing as I will die for you to live, but you know what... I do not see glorification for my actions. My saving you is solely so you can survive. You may win the Nobel prize for curing AIDS or something and your death would have prevented that... You never know.
Hmmm... Once, when saddened and down... I came across an interesting thought.... Life could be worse... and I've since embraced that and used it whenever life gets me down. I even use it on others. Say I run into someone having a bad day, I remind them that it could be worse, and then prove to the them that worse exists. That usually cheers them up a bit... but it is all perspective. Life is how you see it. The great saying one man's trash is another man's treasure equates this. But... In all my efforts to promote happiness I found one thing.... One major difference... Something so simple... so there... that it startled me at first... With life always in a position to be worse.... Could what we know as perfection be more perfect? Could it get better? Can the perfect moment be more perfect... Can that lazy Sunday of cuddling and watching movies with a loved one be better? Can that passionate, ground-shattering love making session be better? Can hitting the solo homer on a full count with 2 outs in the bottom of the 9th of game 7 of the world series be better? Yes, I ran into a problem. My perfect world, in all of it's happiness... A man so happy all he can do is spread his happiness .... could it get better. It shattered my world. It sent me spiraling towards destruction... everything I knew and loved was destroyed. I was back to square one. All because I changed my perspective. Granted I am still as happy as ever.... and I still love life and everything it gives me... but now... I have two sides to every coin... I know that my happiness is solely based on me... And that if I think too much I will change what it really is.
Insomnia.... I've had bouts with insomnia.. No... I'm not talking years.... but months. Ever gone a month without sleep? Ever gone a few days? I tend to go 2 days at least once a week. Am I an insomniac? No... I sleep... when my body wants to. When my brain says it is okay. Ever laid in bed and been too busy thinking about life and all of it's intricacies and not been able to sleep? It happens... I'm sure.... but a month... (Actually 36 days)... without any substantial sleep. Some say.. no... you would have died... I say... no... I would sleep... I would get about 30 minutes of sleep for every 5-6 hours I tried to sleep. I would come home at 430pm and go to bed... only to find it 6am the next morning and I had hardly gotten a wink... so yeah... that was a problem. Anyways... that was a rough time for me. I had to find answers to question I did not know and it was during the whole perspective issue mentioned above.
Well... this my friends... onlookers... and secret admirers... this is my life Chapter 1.... Welcome to my world....
~~Jerms

:: Jeremy 10:29:00 PM [+] ::
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Haha.... Screw the birth of my blogs... I'm a man and a blog... so put that in your pipe and smoke it. Cool Runnings Moving Company is where it is at. They are my mode of transportation and the hook-up that is going to get me famous... All I need from them if their truck... Oh yeah... it's all over... babay blue. This is how the world succombs to the Courtney Skyline Club... CSC for life... If you know then you know... if you don't ... sit there and wonder what the CSC, and CRMC (Cool runnings moving... you get the idea) can do for you.... Anywho.... you know what... when I finish the book (e-mail to a friend)... I'll replace names with fake names, and make it a made for TV movie... then pose it on here too.... Yeah, pose... it's like post... but not quite.... It's been Keller-ized... which makes it very very... unique... well... back to that long @$$ e-mail... peace!
:: Jeremy 9:33:00 PM [+] ::
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Minus the typo in the title... this would be the birth OF my blogs... and I would have to fly out of a 22nd story window to get it correct the first time. I blame the squirrels... those bastards!!! First they show up everytime I play basketball and redirect every single shot I take so I appear to be the next Shaquille O'Neal at the free throw line and wind up quitting due to frustration... and now.... they make my f an r.... grrr... one of these days they're going to get it. Anyways... I'm in the process of writing a book to one of my friends... and if anyone wants a copy... hit me up... I'm master of long e-mails so you better clean out your inbox for this text based message... it'll rock... Anywho... I'm borded... and at work on a Sunday afternoon... so I bid you farewell for now.... TTYL... Peace out to the people... and have a good one.

~~Jerms
:: Jeremy 9:23:00 PM [+] ::
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