Mosaic Red
Welcome to my little corner of TCFL. I plan on rambling incessantly about my day to day strife, and the turmoil that I call life. It won't all be interesting, it won't all be flashy, but it will be me. And that's what counts. So come inside if you want to check things out, and peer into the twisted black hole that is my mind.
Update.. I am no longer in Afghanistan, I am back in Idaho living the dream as always. This is my journal, my blog, my story.
-Skeeter
Creepy crawlies...
Wednesday, 27 January 2010 22:49
Do you ever feel like you are being watched? Well I am. Do to the ever wonderful world of google (I'm not knocking google, it's the best thing right after sex and before sliced bread) my blog has been tracked down by quite a few people. My parents, siblings, ex's, coworkers, and who knows who else.
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Monday, 11 January 2010 05:36
Nervous for me yet? Another exploration into the uncharted wilderness that is CF dating.. well sort of. Ok not really. I don't know, you see if you can figure it out, because in all honesty I really don't know. But more importantly.. I don't care!
A thousand hugs... from ten thousand lightning bugs..
Saturday, 09 January 2010 21:52
Do you ever feel like people are judging you without ever giving you a fair shot? I certainly do. As of late a lot has been going on at work to cause stress in my life. With an upcoming move in positions that keeps getting pushed back, I am kind of on edge. Add that in with what's going on outside of work and the last thing I need each day is coming to work and catching shit from co-workers for things that spring from their imagination.
Read more: A thousand hugs... from ten thousand lightning bugs..
Man VS Tree... Tree 1 Man 0
Tuesday, 05 January 2010 22:58
New Years was awesome... I spent three days on the mountain snow boarding.. I drank an excessive amount of Soju (commonly called Black Death in military circles).. And I made a complete ass of myself for an extended period of time.. What more can you ask for? Then again.. there were some down sides. Monty got so trashed that he threw up in his sleep, all over himself. That was of course after throwing all 215 pounds of himself at a 105 pound female in a random drunken tackle....
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