As I grow older I realize that I am going to gain weight. I realized that my hearing will begin to diminish. I know that at some point I will become even more grumpy than I have been in my younger years. So when did my butt get so big? When did my gut get so big?
I blame Bud Light/Jager bombs, Dr. Pepper/Big Red, Cheeseburgers and a lazy attitude. I said goodbye to the Army lifestyle around October of 2010. I was in Iraq. I had made up my mind to end my career as a military man and move on to something "better". I gained weight, I lost all motivation for what I did, and I quit giving my all.
Fast forward a few months and I gave my farewell speech to Alpha Company in Kansas. That was a sad day. Not a "boo hoo, I'm gonna need a tissue", but more of "am I really doing this?' The next few weeks were a blur. I left Kansas, moved back to Temple, Texas and started reintegrating myself into society as a civilian. I drank everyday, I slept late, I ate way too much.
When I left for Arizona I stopped drinking mostly, but I kept eating. Delicious mexican food, amazing cheeseburgers, Whataburger. I drank only the finest 44 ounce Dr. Peppers and ate the fattiest snack foods. I was physically bulking up for a winter sleep that I would never partake in, partly because I am not a bear.
When I came back to Temple, I moved in with my little brother. My room was upstairs, and for about 14 steps, they seemed to be the longest steps ever. I would be out of breathe going up and down them. I still ate horribly, I drank alot and I kept up my liquid diet of Dr. Peppers and Big Reds.
The day my brother, his fiance and I moved into our newly rented house I noticed a large mirror in the bathroom that was now mine. The first shower I took, I scared the crap out of myself. Who was this large, overweight, beast of a man. I wasn't even a beast, I was a pudgy, dumpy, slouching mess. I won't say I was disgusted, but i was embarrassed.
Last week I ordered Insanity. I weighed myself too, 245 lbs. WHAT THE HELL! I have never been this big! I have let myself go, way beyond anything I have ever known. I'm hoping this video will get me motivated enough to lose some weight. Thanks go to my brother for doing it with me, otherwise I would probably stop at the first sign of pain.
The weight gain bothered me, frustrated me, and got me depressed at some points. I would lose my breathe while walking(smoking doesn't help either). I could barely play frisbee golf without getting sore. I have clothes that I purchased while in the Army that I can't even wear anymore.
When I would tell myself that it didn't bother me that people made fun of my beer gut, or my "fat ass, or my "chubby ness" I lied. I hated that person, I hated myself(for that brief moment). I would drown myself in beer or food. I was unhealthy in all the wrong ways.
My goal isn't to lose weight so that I can run a marathon, hike a mountain, or battle androids. I am losing weight because I am tired of my stomach hiding my feet from me. I am tired of going out of breathe from tying my shoes, walking to my truck, or going up a flight of stairs. I am not that big, but enough is enough. I want my old clothes back, I want my guitar to sit in front of my when I play, not on my side.
My motivation is that big mirror in the bathroom, My brother for helping me, and the thought of my ass crack showing. No one wants to see my ass crack when I bend over to tie my shoe. I'm not going to live forever, but I don't want to shorten my life any more than I already have.
GOAL 1 - lose 25 pounds in 2 months.
GOAL 2 - Quit Smoking
GOAL 3 - lose 45 pounds in a year
Friday, August 3, 2012
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Catch up to the past few months!
HEY! Its been way too long since I last posted. I've been slacking.... or I've been at school or work. But that is no excuse for leaving my 5 followers out of the loop! HAHA....
Okay, so as most of you know I have already gone to and finished guitar building school in Arizona. It was a good experience, and now I realize that I would love to do that full time, but it just doesn't pay the bills. I still owe the school some money, so I don't have my guitars yet, but I will have them one day.
I moved back to Texas and am now working for a government contractor, and going to school at CTC for Environmental Science. I'm hoping to finish up with an Environmental Engineering degree at some point.
Work is work. Boring sometimes, fun sometimes, but its always work and its a paycheck that helps with things like rent and food and gas. If you are in the military now and contemplating on getting out or staying in. STAY IN! It sucks while you are there sometimes, going away for a week, a month or a year. However, in the end it is worth all that to retire and get a little extra each month. Plus you forge relationships with people, when you leave them they seem to slowly diminish. On part of both parties, but still. It sucks.
School is awesome. I loved every minute of guitar building school. Learning the ins and outs of the build process and making a tree stump into a playable instrument. I also found out that I love to build amplifiers. It has to do something with the electricity or what have you.
Environmental Science classes have not started yet, but I do enjoy my CTC classes. So far, History I, GOVT I, Speech, and Comp 2 are complete. I'm signed up for more classes that start in a week or so and I am so ready to get going. Although I have to relearn algebra, its going good.
I am trying to work out my schedule to be able to spend more time with friends, take care of other projects and get into building guitars once again. Its a long tedious process, but my education comes first. Followed by my job, and then beer, and then finally sleep. So in between all of those things I am making time. I'm thinking I may give up beer to allow more time to sleep, or see friends.
Hope everyone is good. I have not bought a penguin yet.
Follow your heart.... but make sure you don't take it all the way out, you need it to live.
Okay, so as most of you know I have already gone to and finished guitar building school in Arizona. It was a good experience, and now I realize that I would love to do that full time, but it just doesn't pay the bills. I still owe the school some money, so I don't have my guitars yet, but I will have them one day.
I moved back to Texas and am now working for a government contractor, and going to school at CTC for Environmental Science. I'm hoping to finish up with an Environmental Engineering degree at some point.
Work is work. Boring sometimes, fun sometimes, but its always work and its a paycheck that helps with things like rent and food and gas. If you are in the military now and contemplating on getting out or staying in. STAY IN! It sucks while you are there sometimes, going away for a week, a month or a year. However, in the end it is worth all that to retire and get a little extra each month. Plus you forge relationships with people, when you leave them they seem to slowly diminish. On part of both parties, but still. It sucks.
School is awesome. I loved every minute of guitar building school. Learning the ins and outs of the build process and making a tree stump into a playable instrument. I also found out that I love to build amplifiers. It has to do something with the electricity or what have you.
Environmental Science classes have not started yet, but I do enjoy my CTC classes. So far, History I, GOVT I, Speech, and Comp 2 are complete. I'm signed up for more classes that start in a week or so and I am so ready to get going. Although I have to relearn algebra, its going good.
I am trying to work out my schedule to be able to spend more time with friends, take care of other projects and get into building guitars once again. Its a long tedious process, but my education comes first. Followed by my job, and then beer, and then finally sleep. So in between all of those things I am making time. I'm thinking I may give up beer to allow more time to sleep, or see friends.
Hope everyone is good. I have not bought a penguin yet.
Follow your heart.... but make sure you don't take it all the way out, you need it to live.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
New Blog Post.... finally!
I was checking my Facespace yesterday and my sister wrote a few blogs. I figured I better catch up. Plus, it has been a while since I posted. Thanks Tam for the inspiration.
A new year's resolution 1: to find out why people never use the freaking blinkers anymore.
2: to find out why I have gained so much weight.
3: to find out why I am labeled as a Caucasian.
So, those resolutions aren't the best but I'm doing pretty good so far on em. The first answer is the one I'm still searching for. It's as though people forget or just don't want to waste the energy to use the blinker to let other people know they are gonna go a certain way. "HELLO!!! You are not a ninja in your car, this is not fast and the furious! Let me know so I don't run over your Prius!! It's just a little click on a stick that is attached to your steering column, it is literally withing inches from your fingers. But, you may say, "Jeremy, I am applying makeup/texting/changing radio stations/or reading the paper, I can't just hit the clicker!" Bullshit! Eh, screw it, I'll just pummel your car into oblivion.
2 I have figured this one out fairly easily. I started drinking lots of soda, coffee and monsters. Then I decided my healthy choices of eating should involve some sort of drive up window. Poor decision on my part.
3. When I was exiting the Army I noticed there were so many different boxes to check off of my status as a human. I could be African American, Filipino, Spanish not from Mexico, Spanish, ..... so on and so forth. Then there is the lonely box of Caucasian, and the "other" box.
I was up in arms, just peeved that I had to check Caucasian. Why do I not get to choose Eastern European, or white. Hell, why not American!!! Why do we still have racial boxes?? We wonder about America's Racism levels and then we have these damn boxes! So I decided to do some research. Apparently someone decided that white people came from the Caucus mountains. We apparently descended down the mountains and infused ourselves into Europe and America. Then spread out over the earth. So, I would like to suggest to the race box makers of the world, " we use a skin tone graph. You pick the skin tone you currently have and then everything else will be OK. No race cards or boxes to use. We can just be one giant box of crayolas living our lives.
But, then again... we may melt and just be oozing all over the hot asphalt during a hot summer day. Never mind.
The past year, 2011 for those who forgot, had me moving all over the place for a few months. I started the year off in Iraq, still in the Army and disgruntled. By February I was in Kansas, still disgruntled and in the Army. I was back on American soil though. No more desert, no more carrying guns around. I was in Kansas, there was snow!!! I went home to Texas and bought a pistol. So, I had a gun to carry.
I made my exit from the Armed forces and proceeded home. Stayed with my mom while she vacationed in Texas away from Hawaii. Mainly cuz my step dad was in Afghanistan and she wanted to hang with my grandparents. I worked at the illustrious Bums Sports Bar for a few months. Then moved to Phoenix, AZ. Back into the desert I went. I started my journey of Luthiery, guitar building. It was a daunting task at first. Learning about sanders, and saw blades and types of trees and the woods we use to make instruments. But I figured most of it out and went on a building frenzy. By the time I leave AZ I will have made 4 electric guitars, 1 acoustic, 3 speaker boxes, 1 amplifier and a few dozen new friends. I had also managed to make many a guitar neck. Most of which were unusable, but hey the ones that are on the guitars will work!
Then came 2012. The world will end soon..... maybe. SO what am I to do??? I have decided that I need a house. I need more guns. I need more guitars and amps. I figure one of many things will happen. 1: zombies will become a reality, 2: the entire world will be consumed in a war, 3: aliens will come down and become our new masters, 4: absolutely nothing.
If zombies, war or aliens come. I need a place to make a stand. A house would be great. A couple of generators, a bunch of guns and some canned meat and I'm set. Well, for a little while. I may end up needing to get some flat sheet metal and a couple of welding supplies and books. Make me an up armored truck. Guess I should stock up on fuel too.
Now if nothing happens at all.... well, I still have the house, and the guitars and amps. I'll just rock out!
I'm not crazy or anything, just being realistic.
A new year's resolution 1: to find out why people never use the freaking blinkers anymore.
2: to find out why I have gained so much weight.
3: to find out why I am labeled as a Caucasian.
So, those resolutions aren't the best but I'm doing pretty good so far on em. The first answer is the one I'm still searching for. It's as though people forget or just don't want to waste the energy to use the blinker to let other people know they are gonna go a certain way. "HELLO!!! You are not a ninja in your car, this is not fast and the furious! Let me know so I don't run over your Prius!! It's just a little click on a stick that is attached to your steering column, it is literally withing inches from your fingers. But, you may say, "Jeremy, I am applying makeup/texting/changing radio stations/or reading the paper, I can't just hit the clicker!" Bullshit! Eh, screw it, I'll just pummel your car into oblivion.
2 I have figured this one out fairly easily. I started drinking lots of soda, coffee and monsters. Then I decided my healthy choices of eating should involve some sort of drive up window. Poor decision on my part.
3. When I was exiting the Army I noticed there were so many different boxes to check off of my status as a human. I could be African American, Filipino, Spanish not from Mexico, Spanish, ..... so on and so forth. Then there is the lonely box of Caucasian, and the "other" box.
I was up in arms, just peeved that I had to check Caucasian. Why do I not get to choose Eastern European, or white. Hell, why not American!!! Why do we still have racial boxes?? We wonder about America's Racism levels and then we have these damn boxes! So I decided to do some research. Apparently someone decided that white people came from the Caucus mountains. We apparently descended down the mountains and infused ourselves into Europe and America. Then spread out over the earth. So, I would like to suggest to the race box makers of the world, " we use a skin tone graph. You pick the skin tone you currently have and then everything else will be OK. No race cards or boxes to use. We can just be one giant box of crayolas living our lives.
But, then again... we may melt and just be oozing all over the hot asphalt during a hot summer day. Never mind.
The past year, 2011 for those who forgot, had me moving all over the place for a few months. I started the year off in Iraq, still in the Army and disgruntled. By February I was in Kansas, still disgruntled and in the Army. I was back on American soil though. No more desert, no more carrying guns around. I was in Kansas, there was snow!!! I went home to Texas and bought a pistol. So, I had a gun to carry.
I made my exit from the Armed forces and proceeded home. Stayed with my mom while she vacationed in Texas away from Hawaii. Mainly cuz my step dad was in Afghanistan and she wanted to hang with my grandparents. I worked at the illustrious Bums Sports Bar for a few months. Then moved to Phoenix, AZ. Back into the desert I went. I started my journey of Luthiery, guitar building. It was a daunting task at first. Learning about sanders, and saw blades and types of trees and the woods we use to make instruments. But I figured most of it out and went on a building frenzy. By the time I leave AZ I will have made 4 electric guitars, 1 acoustic, 3 speaker boxes, 1 amplifier and a few dozen new friends. I had also managed to make many a guitar neck. Most of which were unusable, but hey the ones that are on the guitars will work!
Then came 2012. The world will end soon..... maybe. SO what am I to do??? I have decided that I need a house. I need more guns. I need more guitars and amps. I figure one of many things will happen. 1: zombies will become a reality, 2: the entire world will be consumed in a war, 3: aliens will come down and become our new masters, 4: absolutely nothing.
If zombies, war or aliens come. I need a place to make a stand. A house would be great. A couple of generators, a bunch of guns and some canned meat and I'm set. Well, for a little while. I may end up needing to get some flat sheet metal and a couple of welding supplies and books. Make me an up armored truck. Guess I should stock up on fuel too.
Now if nothing happens at all.... well, I still have the house, and the guitars and amps. I'll just rock out!
I'm not crazy or anything, just being realistic.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Oh how long it's been.
So, I've neglected this whole blog thing for a while. So I decided this morning to let my scribe take my thoughts.
I've been doing the guitar building school for a few months now. I'm totally in love. I keep myself super busy and wanting to learn more. It's an art form to do these beautiful instruments. Anyone can walk into a guitar store and pick up a guitar and look at it and say its easy to play, or great looking, or amazing. But to build one and see all the imperfections, to see in your mind how to make it better. That's where the art comes in. You have to make something that is a beautiful, functional, stand-out piece of work for people to see and appreciate.
Not everyone will see the flaws that I do, but hey, they say you are your own worst critic. But then again, there are numerous people out there who only play one type of guitar and only eat one type of food.
Here lately I have been focusing solely on guitar and amplifier building. Trying to take in as much as I can. But you can only learn so much from watching. I need to do more reading, I need to find other luthiers and builders to help me along my way. I have met some amazing luthiers in the class, and all I can say is ......is "wow"! Make a google search of custom acoustic guitar builders, or guitar luthiers. Amazing works!
Other than that I have been kinda missing the whole Army thing. Not so much the uniforms and PT and bullshit. Mostly the folks I went to Iraq with, the ones I was in AIT and stationed in South Korea with. I miss the camaraderie. I miss that "family". All of them know I could do without the PT, shaving and being told to do boring tasks to make someone else look good. But, I'm living the dream and meaning it now.
I've been looking at guitar building jobs in Texas and Tennessee. Not sure which place I'd rather move to. But if all else fails, I'm thinking I should go back to school for my bachelor's in Environmental Science. Ya know, look at some dirt samples, check out some tree's, then say it has some weird fungus on it!
It's off to school I go. I have an acoustic and 2 other electric guitars that need my attention. When I'm finally done with school, I'll probably not be building a lot. But I will be doing repair work. If you or someone you know needs some work done in the Central Texas area, hit me up. I'll be home at Christmas and then I'll be back at the end of January.
PEACE!
I've been doing the guitar building school for a few months now. I'm totally in love. I keep myself super busy and wanting to learn more. It's an art form to do these beautiful instruments. Anyone can walk into a guitar store and pick up a guitar and look at it and say its easy to play, or great looking, or amazing. But to build one and see all the imperfections, to see in your mind how to make it better. That's where the art comes in. You have to make something that is a beautiful, functional, stand-out piece of work for people to see and appreciate.
Not everyone will see the flaws that I do, but hey, they say you are your own worst critic. But then again, there are numerous people out there who only play one type of guitar and only eat one type of food.
Here lately I have been focusing solely on guitar and amplifier building. Trying to take in as much as I can. But you can only learn so much from watching. I need to do more reading, I need to find other luthiers and builders to help me along my way. I have met some amazing luthiers in the class, and all I can say is ......is "wow"! Make a google search of custom acoustic guitar builders, or guitar luthiers. Amazing works!
Other than that I have been kinda missing the whole Army thing. Not so much the uniforms and PT and bullshit. Mostly the folks I went to Iraq with, the ones I was in AIT and stationed in South Korea with. I miss the camaraderie. I miss that "family". All of them know I could do without the PT, shaving and being told to do boring tasks to make someone else look good. But, I'm living the dream and meaning it now.
I've been looking at guitar building jobs in Texas and Tennessee. Not sure which place I'd rather move to. But if all else fails, I'm thinking I should go back to school for my bachelor's in Environmental Science. Ya know, look at some dirt samples, check out some tree's, then say it has some weird fungus on it!
It's off to school I go. I have an acoustic and 2 other electric guitars that need my attention. When I'm finally done with school, I'll probably not be building a lot. But I will be doing repair work. If you or someone you know needs some work done in the Central Texas area, hit me up. I'll be home at Christmas and then I'll be back at the end of January.
PEACE!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
The Newest New
Let me break it down for you here. I've been busy doing stuff. I've gone to San Antonio with my Mom, brother and his fiance. I've been to Vegas. I got a new Part-Time job. I've applied for the extra class to learn how to use the power tools in woodworking for guitars.
Lets start with San Antonio. I wanted to see the Alamo while I was home. I haven't been in almost 2 decades. It was nice to take a little weekend getaway. We stayed on the Riverwalk, had delicious TexMex and big beers. We walked and walked and walked! We even shopped. We took a riverwalk cruise too. Basically its like Italy, but in Texas and I've never been to Italy. I went into one of the Tallest outlooks in North America. I only one 2 more to go.
Vegas: It was one of those things, someone asked me to go.... I've never been so I went. I had a great time, but got violently sick on my last night there, that part sucked. I was able to gamble in almost every casino I wanted too. The Sahara was closed, that was one I really wanted too. I walked down Freemont, the strip, I stayed in the Stratosphere and was able to go in another of one of the Tallest outlooks in North America. I had tickets to see the Phantom of the Opera, but I was sick, so I missed it. I would highly recommend Vegas to any adult. Just make sure you get a good idea of what you want to do, things you want to see. There is so much to do, and most of people only go for a weekend or a week. Take your time and plan it out well.
My new part time job: Well its not exactly "new", years ago I was working here. It's a bar in my hometown of Temple Texas. Bum's Sports Bar. I figured I was going there enough I might as well get paid to be there. And now I'm making money instead of spending it. Things are different now, but the same. The cash register's are digital now........ creepy!! I'm still great at stocking beer and getting liquor and ice though.
The school stuff, well........ I have a few more months to go. I'll be leaving Texas on August 15th, My brother turns 24, and then I'm leaving!!!! On to Arizona! I will be building guitars and repairing them everyday for 6 to 7 months, I can't wait!
Lets start with San Antonio. I wanted to see the Alamo while I was home. I haven't been in almost 2 decades. It was nice to take a little weekend getaway. We stayed on the Riverwalk, had delicious TexMex and big beers. We walked and walked and walked! We even shopped. We took a riverwalk cruise too. Basically its like Italy, but in Texas and I've never been to Italy. I went into one of the Tallest outlooks in North America. I only one 2 more to go.
Vegas: It was one of those things, someone asked me to go.... I've never been so I went. I had a great time, but got violently sick on my last night there, that part sucked. I was able to gamble in almost every casino I wanted too. The Sahara was closed, that was one I really wanted too. I walked down Freemont, the strip, I stayed in the Stratosphere and was able to go in another of one of the Tallest outlooks in North America. I had tickets to see the Phantom of the Opera, but I was sick, so I missed it. I would highly recommend Vegas to any adult. Just make sure you get a good idea of what you want to do, things you want to see. There is so much to do, and most of people only go for a weekend or a week. Take your time and plan it out well.
My new part time job: Well its not exactly "new", years ago I was working here. It's a bar in my hometown of Temple Texas. Bum's Sports Bar. I figured I was going there enough I might as well get paid to be there. And now I'm making money instead of spending it. Things are different now, but the same. The cash register's are digital now........ creepy!! I'm still great at stocking beer and getting liquor and ice though.
The school stuff, well........ I have a few more months to go. I'll be leaving Texas on August 15th, My brother turns 24, and then I'm leaving!!!! On to Arizona! I will be building guitars and repairing them everyday for 6 to 7 months, I can't wait!
Monday, May 30, 2011
Oh the blogging continues....
It's been a few weeks since I last wrote anything. I know some of you who read this are wondering if I am ever going to do another one. Well I guess I am!!! HAHAHA.... So I guess I'll start off with what has been going on.
I am out of the Army. Going to Las Vegas in June. Working on designs for headstock's to my guitars. Looking up tools for the school. Looking into part time jobs. Looking for other ways to finance school just in case. Trying to stay out of trouble!
I have another month or so until I am out for good. I'm nervous. I kind of miss the Army, as weird as it sounds. The daily stuff, ie. seeing my friends, soldiers, helicopters, pilots. Being in the middle of all the crap that goes on. I will definitely miss the paycheck! But it's not about the money, it might have been at first. But it wasn't for the last few years I was in. I enjoyed the job, the people(for the most part) and the thought that I was part of something bigger. Now, I'm glad I'm done and moving on. Just miss the little stuff.
I'm going to Las Vegas in June to meet a friend (who was there for me during my last tour), have a good time and actually see what Vegas is all about. This will be my first trip there. So..... it will be all new to me. I'll also try gambling.
I'm also working on designs for guitars and headstock's for my school I will be attending. That seems to be the hardest part so far. Coming up or working on designs for something I love. I want to make something that is natural feeling. Like you could pick it up and just know it was meant to be in your hands. So, I'm starting with the headstock. I may have to change it after I build my first guitar body, but oh well. It keeps me occupied, sorta.
I've also been looking into tools for the school. Just little things you need to really start building. It is a massive list. Plus you need all the regular school stuff. Pens, pencils, binders, notebooks, paper and the sort. Just checking things off one by one as I purchase them.
The financing part seems to be a small worry to me. I paid into the military GI Bill, and now I have chosen to use the Post 9/11 GI Bill. It pays out more, and really gives you tons more options. But if your options are going to a tech school or a non degree granting school...... good luck. They don't pay until October, and who knows if the VA will actually help out buying the tools! Plus I don't want to work while I am out there, but I may need too. We'll see.
I am out of the Army. Going to Las Vegas in June. Working on designs for headstock's to my guitars. Looking up tools for the school. Looking into part time jobs. Looking for other ways to finance school just in case. Trying to stay out of trouble!
I have another month or so until I am out for good. I'm nervous. I kind of miss the Army, as weird as it sounds. The daily stuff, ie. seeing my friends, soldiers, helicopters, pilots. Being in the middle of all the crap that goes on. I will definitely miss the paycheck! But it's not about the money, it might have been at first. But it wasn't for the last few years I was in. I enjoyed the job, the people(for the most part) and the thought that I was part of something bigger. Now, I'm glad I'm done and moving on. Just miss the little stuff.
I'm going to Las Vegas in June to meet a friend (who was there for me during my last tour), have a good time and actually see what Vegas is all about. This will be my first trip there. So..... it will be all new to me. I'll also try gambling.
I'm also working on designs for guitars and headstock's for my school I will be attending. That seems to be the hardest part so far. Coming up or working on designs for something I love. I want to make something that is natural feeling. Like you could pick it up and just know it was meant to be in your hands. So, I'm starting with the headstock. I may have to change it after I build my first guitar body, but oh well. It keeps me occupied, sorta.
I've also been looking into tools for the school. Just little things you need to really start building. It is a massive list. Plus you need all the regular school stuff. Pens, pencils, binders, notebooks, paper and the sort. Just checking things off one by one as I purchase them.
The financing part seems to be a small worry to me. I paid into the military GI Bill, and now I have chosen to use the Post 9/11 GI Bill. It pays out more, and really gives you tons more options. But if your options are going to a tech school or a non degree granting school...... good luck. They don't pay until October, and who knows if the VA will actually help out buying the tools! Plus I don't want to work while I am out there, but I may need too. We'll see.
Monday, May 2, 2011
First day at the VA, a new beard, and naps!
I keep procrastinating and not adding any new blogs.
My first day at the VA was last week. Like I usually do, I woke up late and had to rush to get ready. I made it to the 4th floor on time........... in the wrong area of the Temple Texas VA!!! Dangit.......... now I have to rush to the right place. Luckily they have already taken into account that most people will do this. So I was safe. And the good thing is you don't get in trouble for being late. No one gets called, no paperwork is done to try and take your money.
Pretty much the best thing to do is go to your VA when you get out and just check it out. There are so many people there that will help you. There are alot of people that want to talk to you about all kinds of things too. Characters some people may call them. I call them crazy! But seriously, you can't go wrong going in and checking out the VA just to see how it is.
When soldiers came back from Vietnam, Korea, or even Iraq the first time they weren't very willing to go to the VA because they heard horror stories. Or it was just too difficult for them. Or they just wanted to seperate themselves from the Military. But its just a hospital, a place for you to get help for your issues you recieved during your service. I don't like hospitals, so that kept me away at first.
I had a physical........ or something similar to a questionnaire physical. Not so much touching me and doing crazy things. But you do get asked all kinds of questions about how things happened to you. Make sure you know where you get hurt, how you got hurt and you went to the TMC/hospital when you were in. Otherwise its harder for them to get you compensation.
I know I said I wouldn't grow out my beard..... but I did. I think I'll only keep it for a month, but who knows.
It's bothersome, itches all the time, and just kinda funky feeling for me. Never really could grow a full one, so I'm giving it the old Alpha company try. Best hair in the battalion for 3 years running. I think I can grow a beard! LOL
Here lately I have been taking lots of naps, or sleeping alot. It feels good to wake up sometimes and realize you have nothing to do at all. But I still get that feeling that I need to get going and do stuff. So I clean my bathroom alot, and my bedroom. I need to get to Arizona and start this school............
My first day at the VA was last week. Like I usually do, I woke up late and had to rush to get ready. I made it to the 4th floor on time........... in the wrong area of the Temple Texas VA!!! Dangit.......... now I have to rush to the right place. Luckily they have already taken into account that most people will do this. So I was safe. And the good thing is you don't get in trouble for being late. No one gets called, no paperwork is done to try and take your money.
Pretty much the best thing to do is go to your VA when you get out and just check it out. There are so many people there that will help you. There are alot of people that want to talk to you about all kinds of things too. Characters some people may call them. I call them crazy! But seriously, you can't go wrong going in and checking out the VA just to see how it is.
When soldiers came back from Vietnam, Korea, or even Iraq the first time they weren't very willing to go to the VA because they heard horror stories. Or it was just too difficult for them. Or they just wanted to seperate themselves from the Military. But its just a hospital, a place for you to get help for your issues you recieved during your service. I don't like hospitals, so that kept me away at first.
I had a physical........ or something similar to a questionnaire physical. Not so much touching me and doing crazy things. But you do get asked all kinds of questions about how things happened to you. Make sure you know where you get hurt, how you got hurt and you went to the TMC/hospital when you were in. Otherwise its harder for them to get you compensation.
I know I said I wouldn't grow out my beard..... but I did. I think I'll only keep it for a month, but who knows.
It's bothersome, itches all the time, and just kinda funky feeling for me. Never really could grow a full one, so I'm giving it the old Alpha company try. Best hair in the battalion for 3 years running. I think I can grow a beard! LOL
Here lately I have been taking lots of naps, or sleeping alot. It feels good to wake up sometimes and realize you have nothing to do at all. But I still get that feeling that I need to get going and do stuff. So I clean my bathroom alot, and my bedroom. I need to get to Arizona and start this school............
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