Sick Day

Well the weather took a change for the worst and I spent all day yesterday fighting off the sniffles. It got to the point where I popped some Sudafed to take care of the congestion and I slept like shit the entire night. One thing that does blow about Misawa is the perpetual lousy weather here. I mean it's fucking MAY for Christ's sake and it still feels like some derivative of winter. But I knew exactly what I was getting into when I returned here which is why I packed an umbrella and a jacket to deal with the perpetual changes. I swear a typical day at Misawa usually consists of shit weather in the morning, and usually by mid-day it all clears up and it's nice and sunny. Then usually around 2 or 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the clouds roll in from the ocean and it gets shitty once more. All you can do is just go with the flow and adjust.

I got my tattoos last night on my back. Oni Misawa. The Japanese dude that did it already had the Kanji written on paper, and the Kanji I had drawn looked like shit comparatively speaking. It took the dude longer to set up his equipment than to actually apply the ink to my back. I saw how it looked afterwards in the mirror and it looked fucking sweet. Dan came to pick me up and when we got back to his place I showed it to him and he liked it.

It turns out that Dan is indeed getting kicked out of the Air Force effective as of today. While we tried fighting the thing tooth and nail, the fucking ADC said there was nothing they could do to help him. Bullshit. They knew they could really press the issue but because it's no skin off their nose, what do they care? Even more, I told Dan to go directly back to the IG and let them know what happened as a result of him filing the IG complaint last week, and I don't think he did. He's at the point where he's sick of the bullshit and sick of getting fucked around with, and believe me I empathize with the dude, but why fuck yourself out of the Montgomery GI Bill and other benefits by settling for the General Discharge they're going to give him? The whole thing reeks of bureaucratic horse shit and racist overtones. Considering that other people his supervisor managed were black and they were given far more leniency than he was, the whole thing is a fucking double-standard.

I have been working out religiously all week at the gym while I've been here and I noticed that I've dropped about 5 pounds in just this week alone. I don't know if the scale is accurate but considering my work-out routine lasts 90 minutes, maybe I am doing something right. I've let my diet go a little bit since I've been up here since I love all the good Japanese food that I can't get in Korea, so for me this has been a real treat. But even with the fact that I've let myself go this week, the gym time has been compensating for all the shit I've been eating.

I've also spoken to an old flame that is still here. I think she's going to let me hit it one last time, for memories. We'll see what happens this weekend. She leaves Misawa next week (PCS) so I figure why not end things with a bang? Pun completely intended. I plan on going out tonight with Dan and Shanna to the bars off base and will see where the night takes us.

Anything goes.