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Saturday, October 28th, 2006
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Friday, October 6th, 2006
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My life is pretty fucking worthless and I honestly feel like just killing myself sometimes.
And I'm done with livejournal cuz the only person who posts on my friends page is andie and I don't even talk to her any more. bye.
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Friday, September 29th, 2006
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I'm sitting here, eating a bowl of mushed-up, reheated meatballs. As gross as that sounds, well...yes it is kind of gross.
Last night I went to see my dad's band play in somerville. My dad's friend steve invited me and stacey to go with like 20 other people to take a bus down to the show. There was so much beer and pot. What's even more awkward, I'll just take a quote from the bus ride, "you want this?" "nah" "well...pass it to your grandma."
The show was fun though, and everybody there was out of their minds, dancing and stomping their hearts away. I was having fun, but at some point during the second half of their longass set I practically almost broke into tears.
Sometimes you just wish you had your dad around, y'know?
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Wednesday, September 20th, 2006
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I went into boston today and bought clothes and cds. I need to get it out of the way right now, the new fear before fucking sucks.
I really have no money but I needed to get some clothes, cuz I'm sick of my 2 pairs of jeans and band shirts. I want it to get cold! Where is autumn?! Almost here...
Yeah so, When Legends Die is getting back together and I'm the new bassist. Hope it works out. If it falls apart I'm probably going to end up going to florida for a year for school.
I still just want to hang out with people. Come oooon.
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Sunday, September 17th, 2006
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Yeah umm. So things are so fucked up right now. Nothing is going as I would have hoped, and I'm acting weird. I have a couple best friends that live in boston and I never see them, who knows when I will. Everyone that lives around here has pretty conflicting schedules, obviously, but all I want to do is hang out with everyone. I don't ever know what to do with myself, especially when I'm home. I can't stand big jim or anything that he says. This household treats me like I never left. I just want to get out of here. Too bad I can't afford an apartment along with car payments, insurance, and a phone bill on part time work at the gap. And people expect me to go to school?! How do you people pay for school?!
I'm so irritable. I get soooo mad at things and I can't stand it cuz I've never been like this before. It's that fucking army man, it changed me for the worse in every way.
I just want to get fucked up. all the time. I can't even tell how I feel anymore and it makes me miserable.
i need a cigarette...
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Friday, September 15th, 2006
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So uh...yeah I'm back. Call my house phone and let's hang out. 978-521-6921.
Things are weird, and I'm sick.
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Tuesday, September 5th, 2006
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Sept 12th. 12:30. Boston. Me.
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Monday, August 28th, 2006
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I have good news, but I'm not going to tell anyone what it is except dylan cuz everytime I say good news it never ends up happening. Dylan I hope you're good luck. And I hope I'll have time to ship my shit home!!!
So who the hell is starting a band with me? god damnit!
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Monday, August 21st, 2006
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wait a minute let me update again.
So...I like to call home and see what's up with my mom, and stuff back at the house. But fuck, for the past month everytime I call I get worse and worse news:
Everything on the computer got wiped out. my music, photoshop, everything.
My aunt failed another semester. She's been trying to become a nurse for a looong time and my uncle's business isn't really supporting their twin kids anymore.
Tobo died.
Nan's been in the hospital.. She has cancer.
And I'm still fucking stuck here. Jesus christ. Firk das.
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Hey what do ya know, I have staff duty again. I have it with sgt young, who is an old man who likes to tell stories. He's actually from salem, MA though. Kinda cool. I brought my xbox 360 this time to help pass the time. Yesterday i bought two games too, woo! NCAA football 07 and dead rising. Both amazing games. Too bad they cost so much.
drums, guitar, video games, drinking, boredom, watching movies, and hangin out with motto. That's what life has consisted of lately.
email me. Parachutes.Umbrellas@yahoo.com
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Wednesday, August 16th, 2006
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| Time: | 8:53 pm. |
| Music: | von bondies. |
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Okay so I'm not really sure when I'm coming home. I got a paper that says my paperwork is getting signed by higher up commanders and shit, so all I have to do is wait for that to get back, then I start clearing, which takes like 2 weeks. I thought I already had my clearing papers but apparently Miner is a dumbass. It could take a few weeks for those lazy ass commanders to get that shit through so I'm just letting the days pass. It kinda sucks that we have a shitload of work to do though, and we've been staying really late at work every day this week. And I have a ruck march tomorrow morning, then I have a PT test on friday, ugh. Hopefully next week is better.
Atleast I'm coming home soon, undoubtedly. Though unfortunately it doesn't look like I'll be back by sept 9th, who knows...
Atleast I'll have time to get my tattoo finished. I hope.
I got a few shirts and the new one dead three wounded CD, hopefully I can pick it up from my mailbox tomorrow.
so who's getting a room with me?!?!?
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Tuesday, August 8th, 2006
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I have a feeling that, things aren't going to be anything like what they were one year ago. All I can do is hope for the best.
And live life by the moment, And not focus on stupid shit that keeps bringing me down. I'm done with the stupid shit. All I have to say is...fuck it.
That's my new favorite word, fuck. I don't know why, and it makes me feel like a tool. Oh well. It's still invigorating.
And I have acquired a taste for 27s in the shoppette's absence of turkish silvers.
fuck this army bullshit!!!!
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Saturday, July 29th, 2006
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stealing drugs for later use
watching star wars
annoying everyone in the barracks with loud noise
getting drunk at the pub while on restriction
hanging out with my swedish/german pals
smoking my lungs out
ordering pizza from tony's
getting entertained by the tony's delivery guys
laughing at germans moshing
looking forward to going home
spending all my money!!!
Listen your worshipfullness, I'm going completely crazy! I'm going to back to eating my bread and tomatoes now.
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I'm on staff duty again. this sucks. But hey, only 22 more hours left!! I'm on with SGT Smith this time, and he's a cool guy but he loves getting into his video games, and black comedy, ugh.
But atleast I know I'm getting out of the army, fo shizzle. I have to wait on new orders to get me out of here, then once I get those I can clear from the army. And that takes about a couple weeks. So in the meantime I'm taking care of any physical and dental stuff I have to take care, and cleaning all my gear and shit so when I clear I can do it as fast as possible. And God I hope I can sell that car soon....jeez.
somebody email me.
tom.leslie@us.army.mil
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okay so who wants to be my room mate in boston?
prerequisite: you must not mind incessant amounts of loud noise (ie: lots of music being played)
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Saturday, July 15th, 2006
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I am getting the fuck out the army. I'll be home in a coupe of months, fellas. Fuck yeah.
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So right now it's 6:12 PM, and I'm on staff duty, which is a 24 hour duty that started at 8:30 this morning. I monitor the phone and stay at a constant state of boredom. I have a mental health appointment at 11 tomorrow so hopefully this lack of sleep will help get me in the right mindset to get this shit into the next step. I'm hoping to get my tattoo colored in tomorrow too.
Today I bought my bud mike's car cuz he's leaving next week. Oh man, you're all going to love it, I'll take a picture of it soon.
I also have a drumset on the way.
Now all I need to do is buy a ticket home for august/september.
Don't worry I'll be able to afford it. So somebody email me. I'll be here till 8:30.
tom.leslie@us.army.mil
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Saturday, June 24th, 2006
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Okay, I got my new tatty! It's a sleeve on my left forearm. I'll put some pictures up after I get it colored in next week.
Nothing else is really new though. Went to Saxenhausen last night and 3 of my friends got arrested cuz our group got in a fight with some spaniards. It's cuz two of my friends' wives don't know how to shut their fat fucking mouths, and my friend luis is a belligerent raging drunk, who I guess fights for good reasons, but fighting is gay. I just stood back and watched as it unrolled. I figured if someone got hurt I could help them or something...
Actually I'm not gonna lie I didn't give a fuck. I really never give a fuck anymore, what's the point?
My mom is sending me a mic and hopefully a recording program from my uncle so I can start recording my songs. That'll be nice.
Turkish Kebaps are pretty good tasting.
Turkish people are not.
Ich muchte einz wasser mit eis bitte.
Danke.
Ich spreche nicht ser gut deutsch.
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Wednesday, June 21st, 2006
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So uh...yeah.
The an albatross show was awesome, and this girl Nedelle on acoustic played too, and she was great, picked up both their CDs. I was going to go to a Dead to Fall/darkest hour show too, but I guess it sold out, surprising and sucky.
So chances are, I'm going to Iraq. But most likely I'll be able to medboard out once I get back. So atleast I won't be in until 2009! Just 2007. I'm just going to bullshit my way through this psychiatrist for a while and get my supposed med dosage up so when I get back I'll have that to fall back on, coupled with some supposed Post traumatic stress disorder. I should be all set. Cuz hell, the other medic here is already doing that this year. Lucky bastard.
I'm trying to keep my head up. It sucks, but what the hell am I going to do about it. Except maybe move to amsterdam. Anyone want to come?
Either way, I'll be home in august or september for a little while.
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Wednesday, June 14th, 2006
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| Time: | 6:35 pm. |
| Music: | Drivin' a truck with my high heels on. |
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Ask yourself, what else could this loser get himself into? Well, I started dipping. It's nasty, yes.
It's all of a sudden hot as fuck and humid here. My body has NOT adjusted and I am constantly sweating my balls off. I can't stand my section sergeant, he's one of those assholes that have a good time by beating you around, and he's a fag all around.
But I did get back from the last field exercise tuesday and spent a shitload of money these last 2 days. I got another new camera so hopefully I can get some pictures up soon.
I'm normally not this bitchy. The army just puts me in this constant hate-life mood.
The next step in my plan starts the 20th. If this doesn't work out, I'm going to Iraq. Fuck...
Some people are impossible to reason with when everything is based on assumptions. Whatever. A motto I've really come to liken to is Fuck it.
My acoustic skills have skyrocketed. I'm going to see an albatross this weekend. And I'm going to explore germany with some friends cuz we have a 3-day weekend. Something to look forward to.
Bleh.
I miss you too.
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