Job huntin my ass off. But get this, I smoke... I wish fuckers would leave it alone with it. I don't do it before or during a job, so why bother testing me? It's my personal life you are invading, Uncle Sam... and I believe that would make it a violation against one of those Amendments, right?

Hmm, food for thought.

However, I miss my buds from the place, which people call an Army. You know what I call it these days? Home. I miss the good times, bad times, and everything in between. But ask me to rejoin? I can't say if I ever would or not. I'm getting too old now, so it's time for me to move on.

Anyways, I play pool all the time at Dan McGuiness on Spottswood. Come chill out with me. They got the fire going every night.