353.. How I've been.

Day 353 fucking yay! It's getting close to the end of deployment. Could be days could be weeks, could be another month or two. Who knows? I'll never tell! The important thing is that I'm surviving this bitch and I've almost got it beat.
Today's blog comes with a disclaimer. So to my grand total of 5 (when did it become 5?)followers, please make sure you read this...
***I am not responsible for the profanities that will henceforth spill onto this page from my fingertips! Also, be ready for lots of rambling.***

So what am I doing right now? I'm sitting on this couch, typing on this computer with three cats and a toddler sharing the couch with me. Yes, it's pretty friggin crowded. I've been trying to watch movies on netflix, but even things that seem interesting are boring the fuck out of me. I finished Shayli's welcome home poster for her Godfather who will be home soon as well. I'm glad I finished it during the day because the lightbulb in my dining room is officially out. That thing lasted two years and it was always on. Note to self, buy more of those awesome ass everlasting lightbulbs. Anyways, I can't reach the socket to change it without climbing on the table and I'm afraid of heights. So screw that lightbulb. Put it on John's to do list.
I'm going to take the time to vent for a little bit about a certain "friend" that has been on my mind. Newsflash, I do not like to be used. I also do not like to be lied to, treated like a lesser being than you, or subjected to hours upon hours of musical torture. I hope we have this very clear, because if it keeps up, you can consider yourself to be less one friend.
Chocolate Chip Cookie dough ice cream is good, unless I really want rocky road. Fuck your couch AAFES. Stupid bastards that don't carry the almondy marshmallowey chocolately goodness.
Right now I'm out of cigarettes waiting for money to hit the account. 2 more hours max. Yay. No, we're not broke, I just refuse to touch the little bit we have in savings after supporting my father for 3 months depleted everything we had. >.<

I'm not sure what the point of this blog is. An update I guess? Eh. Whatever. I miss Alabama, I miss joking with the best friend all day, can't wait to hang out with him again in a few weeks. I miss my husband. And I'm excited for him to come home.

In a side note, Matt Tuck, if you ever asked, I would leave my husband for you. Holy hell. If you don't know who this is, google is your friend.

In closing, to all those fuckers who said I was never going to amount to anything in high school...
Four words to choke upon, look at me now. :)