this is my panic..

the pick.

2008-04-30T18:58:44Z

well. texas was for jephs training... meaning we would be moving soon. found out yesterday where thats gonna be..... georgia.
GEORGIA.
fuck. fuck. fuck. dude i swear to god if i have to go to georgia after texas i am going to go insane. jephs already put in a request for somewhere else.... ok i dont wanna talk about it.

just cross your fingers for me.

sick.

2008-04-15T10:39:37Z

somehow doing nothing with my life caught me a cold. wtf. i am so pissed; i feel like shit. the worst part about it is i need to go to the doctor about my heat rash.. but i am to sick to go! so my arms itch and i am coughing up a storm. great.

oh a more annoying note, jephs asthma might get him discharged from the army. which is very fustrating since its only allergy induced and its the army fuckin fault since they made him so places where there are things to mess with his lungs. [he didnt have asthma until he went to missouri for basic & here now in texas] so basically if it turns out he fully has it then they might discharge him, since you cant be in the army with asthma.

i swear to god. if i have to move back home and replan out my life AGAIN i am going to kill someone. dont get me wrong, i would LOVE to be out of the effen army and have my portland life back again... but i cant keep changing. the cali-washington move. washington-portland move. now the i married a guy in army shit... my mind is stable with the fact that for the nect 4 years i will be moving around... i have plans. if i have to throw that out the window and go back to just "living" again i dont know what ill do.

i am so tired. its 5am.. nothing i am saying makes any damn sense.... i am gonna go back to bed.

from the start.

2008-04-14T07:17:24Z

let me start off by saying, i hate caps. soo no, i am not stupid when it comes to typing... i just like the way it looks.

alright so, i am geri. i am stuck in texas. 18yrs in california. 3yrs in portland, oregon. 3 [painful] months in texas. i made the perfect mistake of picking a husband who would one day decided he wanted to join the army.. now i am here. which will be what my rants consist of.. because texas sucks. no joke. but, only 2 months left.... so... ill survive.
well. aside from that...well nothing. i am married, dont ever want kids, own 2 cars, and aparently have some pretty damn entertaining stories... so this cant be all bad.

nite.