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Well, John got my iPod today! He said he loaded it up with tons of music, and I highly suspect this is because he knows I am not tech-savvy and is hoping this will prevent the inevitable instant message that will probably go something like this: WHERE R U? Need help – IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!

And, I want to point out: "instant message", because John and I do not speak on the phone unless it is absolutely necessary. Y’all, I despise the phone. I know at this point my parents are saying “well, I didn’t see any telephone despising when you were at home!” but let me point out: twenty.years.ago. Now, I avoid it, if at all possible, and if you don’t believe me, ask…well, ask anyone. As supporting evidence, I would like to point out I purchased a 1,400 minute phone card in November, and as of today, there are 1,352 minutes remaining. Phones are just… look, they require you to remain fairly static during conversations. You can’t hop around, or flail your arms, or fall to the ground dramatically, if necessary.  Phone conversations are always awkward affairs for me, it’s horrible, and anytime a phone call has to be made, I beg John to do it, or just… don’t make the phone call.  I am sorry if I have I ever promised to call you back, because the odds are - you’re still waiting! Um, ha ha ha?  No?  Well, anyhow, John and I have long and very involved conversations via IM, and in fact, we utilize !THREE! different messengers: MSN, Yahoo, and our favorite, the Air Force IM. At this point, when I picture John in my head, he appears in various states of smiley. It’s quite disturbing.

Today is the first day of spring, and appropriately, the weather outside is absolutely gorgeous! We all have a small touch of spring fever, which means only that I am more annoying than usual, because I want to be outside. Oh, also: not conducive to working. In fact, I am AT work right this minute, typing this up on a word document, so all I have to do tonight is simply cut and paste, and viola! Instant post! This is great, as I went to bed at 8:30 pm last night, and only read half of the chapter my term paper is on. If you were wondering, the subject assigned to me is Monopoly. And, let me clarify - not A monopoly, but the GAME Monopoly. I have to determine its product type, its life cycle, its surviveablilt…..zzzzz…..! Sorry – I fell asleep. It is a conundrum, this writing term papers for class thing, because I love to write, obviously, but there is a difference between what I love writing because it’s fun, and what I don’t love writing because it’s completely boring, and the difference is that posting to my blog? Is definitely not writing a term paper on Monopoly. Fortunately, when this class is over, my two remaining classes are: Speech (ha ha! Piece o’ cake, right?) and Korean. There are no term papers in either one of them, thank god, and whoever decided to make a class where talking outloud was not only graded, but an actual requirement for a degree, was absolutely brilliant and I want to marry them immediately, because for me, Speech class = Instant A+. Korean might be slightly more difficult, because I know precisely two words of the Korean language, and they are: Soju, and Yaki. One is alcohol, and the other is food, and sometimes, that’s all you need to know, really.  Oh, okay, so maybe: Excuse me, where is the bathroom?.  Because the three sort of…fit together, right?  Golden.

Alright, term paper, y’all. For REALZ.

CIAO!

Yum, you guys.  I just got back from eating the best bacon cheeseburger EVER.  See, although there is a small commissary here, I have no kitchen, so, it’s like, peanut butter and jelly, or Healthy Choice soup in the microwave.  Now, I like soup, don’t get me wrong - but it tends to make one a little…bored…with mealtime.  And when I get bored with my food, I start thinking about food, and when THAT happens, it’s a quick slide down into brownie batter for me, or possibly graham crackers with vanilla frosting.  Neither of which look great in a bikini.  So.  A short while ago, I decided that Monday and Wednesday nights would be "chowhall" night, and…

Okay, y’all know I’m the boss in my shop, right?  And that’s different than bossY, in that one is a position you might find yourself in from time to time, like myself, while the other is a word I seem to hear an awful lot when I walk out of a room.  Which: huh.  I wonder….oh well!  Anyway!

…So blah blah "chowhall" night, and I decided that Matt and Mark would go with me on these nights.  This has gone along quite smoothly, and although the chow hall food at KUNSAN AFB is certainly not the chow hall food back at EDWARDS AFB, it has made a nice change of pace - sort of breaks up the week, if you will.  But today was a different day.  First, it’s the start of my 13 day shift, which, in itself, is enough reason to…make somebody want to eat, if by somebody you mean me.  However, in ADDITION to this, I had to work !OUTSIDE!, and it was very coldy.  EXTREME cold.  FROSTBITE COLD.  And being cold puts me in an eating mood, which, of course, I was ALREADY in, so, I decided that instead of being chow hall day, today would now be called "bacon cheeseburger at the Falcon day".  And, because the people that work for me are fantastically compliant, especially when I say: "I’ll buy!" (and John!  You hush, I don’t CARE what I said, so there.), they were both very happy to join me.  So, from 1130am on, ALL I could think about was Bacon Cheeseburger.  In my head, I watched bacon float by in pools of greasy melted cheese.  It was excruciating, and my stomach was very unhappy with me, for telling it: Bacon Cheeseburger, while giving it: absolutely nothing.  Finally, though, 5pm rolled around, and off we went, and ordered, and received, and ate.  Oh lord.  It was HEAVEN, people!  It was HUGE, and you know how the bun gets…soggy, for lack of a less gross word, and the stuff all slides around and the burger part somehow becomes bigger than the bun part, and grease and mustard and ketchup get all over your fingers and it’s disgusting but YOU DON’T GIVE A DAMN?  Well, maybe it was like that.  I ate that burger so damn quick, and then the fries, and not once did I think about brownies OR grahams with frosting.  Okay, maybe brownies.  But only for a second, or two. 

Oh, I forgot to tell you I won an award at work the other day.  If you want to know more, I probably won’t tell you, but you can send John an email and ask him to update HIS site, and I’m sure he’ll put something about it up, because he’s proud of me and all that.

Now, I have to start my final term paper in Contemporary Business, and YOU have just spent 5 minutes of your life reading about a bacon cheeseburger, so we BOTH should go.

CIAO!

Y’all, today was a long ass day.  It wasn’t so bad, though, as far as working on Saturdays go.  I hope we don’t have to do it for a long time though, like, maybe they can do it after I leave here and I wouldn’t feel left out.  Plus, working Saturdays totally screws with my eating habits, for some reason.  This is what I ate today: Grapes, 1 piece of cherry coffee cake, 3 York peppermint patties, a vanilla Slimfast, 1/2 box of cheddar Triscuits, 2 slices of wheat bread with butter, and 3/4 of a BIG bag of Cheetos Twists.  Look, I love me some Cheetos. I don’t know what it is about them, but if you have some in your house, and I come to visit, I will most likely eat them all, even if you were planning on saving them for later.  Indeed, I might or might not have, at one point, actually HID Cheetos from my family, just to ensure that the only person with fluorescent orange fingers is me, and I am totally for realz.

There is this rumor that my side of the base is losing power tomorrow (my Sunday) so the power lines can be upgraded or something - I am hoping it’s not true, because: homework.  Gah!  Stupid homework - I wish you could just read a chapter and have instant knowledge. 

So, I got "tagged" by Angel, which means I have to post and answer the following questions, and you get to read them, yay you!  I had a little panic attack when I read that she had tagged me, because now, I am actually supposed to "tag" seven other people, but.. I don’t ‘know’ anyone who blogs.  So, I left that part out.  WHAT!  It’s not cheating!  Let us read:

Sevens

Seven Things to Do Before I Die:
1. Run a marathon
2. Ski - well.
3. Grow tomatoes
4. Open a day spa
5. Learn more about wine
6. Perfect my spaghetti sauce recipe
7. Go to Australia

Seven Things I Cannot Do:
1. A cartwheel
2. Draw anything other than stick figures
3. Think before I speak
4. Talk slowly
5. Be less emotional - ditto, Angel
6. Let spiders crawl on me
7. Make small talk

Seven Things that Attract Me To Blogging: (4, 6, and 7: I love copying Angel!)
1. It gets the stories out of my head and allows me to chill, a bit
2. I can communicate with so many people at once
3. Comments!
4. I’m way funnier here than I am in real life
5. It is a good way to pass the time in Korea
6. I discovered I have a talent for writing that’s not too shabby
7. Mundane events become terribly noteworthy when exaggerated into the written word

Seven Things I Say Most Often:
1. Hey
2. So, what we need to do then is…
3. Well, crap
4. Hmm.
5. For realz
6. Are you serious!?
7. Oh, cool

Seven Books I Love:
1. The Talisman - Stephen King
2. The Stand - Stephen King
3. The Dark Tower series - Stephen King (jeez, pattern, much?)
4. The Shell Seekers - Rosamunde Pilcher
5. The Little House on the Prairie Series - Laura Ingalls Wilder
6. The Dragons of Pern Series - Anne McCaffrey
7. Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood - Rebecca Wells

Seven Movies/DVDs That I Watch Over and Over and Over Again:
1. LoTR Trilogy - I’m counting them as one
2. Serenity
3. The Matrix - first one only
4. Love Actually
5. Legally Blonde
6. Zoolander
7. Crazy/Beautiful

Seven celebs who I would be friends with
1. Reese Witherspoon
2. Sandra Bullock
3. Lindsey Lohan
4. Jake Gyllenhall
5. Ellen Degeneres
6. Drew Carey
7. Keanu Reeves. SHUT UP.

That was WAY harder than it looks.  Enjoy your weekend, everyone!

CIAO!