it's official

saturday i went over to a female friends house to pick her up. i got there a few minutes early so i sent her a text letting her know that i was out side hanging out with her brother and dad whenever she was ready. well her dad didn't realise that she knew i was there so he went in and said "that guy is out there waiting for you". so it's official ia am "that guy". i was talking to her about it later, we both thought it was pretty funny because i had been talking about being "that guy", but we decided that being "that guy" is alot better than being "that other guy".

i'm that guy

i'm the guy that everyone trusts around their women (girlfriends, wives, daughters). i'm the guy who has alot of girls who are friends, but no girlfriends. i'm the guy who all the girls feel comfortable around because they know i'm not going to try anything inappropriate. recently i had a family emergency and i was pretty shaken up, a female friend of mine came over late that night to keep me company, and i didn't realise until she showed up that she had to sneak out of the house while her folks were sleeping. later she told me that her mom called her on her way home wondering where she was, and when she told her she was with me, her mom was okay with her sneaking out. once someone said something about me being a man, and a female friend of mine said "that's not a man, that's just Andy". once i was going on temporary duty with an attractive female from my unit and i was teasing her about being alone with me while her husband was at home, to which she replied "oh, he's not worried about you". i appreciate that everyone feels that i'm trustworthy, but this is very emasculating. it isn't doing anything for my love life either. now if you'll excuse me, i'm going to go put my nuts back on their shelf since apparently i wont be needing them, and go on with my business.

the power of prayer

i consider myself fairly religious, and i pray fairly often (not as often as i should). the other day a friend of mine, who i have never really discussed religion with, had a big test coming up and she told me how nervous she was and i told her that i would pray for her. well, i told her i have an audition today and she said that she would pray for me. that reminded me of when i was in basic training: every night before bed i would pray, and in a bay with 50 other guys, there's not alot of privacy, so most of the guys knew that i praed every night. while i was there i was having a very hard time making the physical fitness standards, not only because I'm not in very good shape, but i had also fractured some bones in both my feet. the instructors were giving me one last chance to pass, and the night before one of the guys came up to me and said "i don't pray very often, but I'm praying for you tonight". all this got me thinking, how wonderful is it thatsomeone care about you enough to ask God himself to intervene on your behalf? it's always hard for me when i see one of my friends in pain, whether it be physically, or emotionally, and there isn't anything i can do, then i remember, there is something i can do, i can pray for them.

kill people and break thier stuff

i have a good job and i make decent money. i have to deal with idiots just like most jobs. it's not hard, but it does get stressful sometimes, and like most jobs, some days are better than others. however, my job has some big differences that the average job. i help defend freedom every day. and while my job may be a little more gruesome than some, i love it. i am very proud to do what i do, and I'm one of the few people you will meet who will be glad when they lose their job because their services are no longer required.

it's gunna be a good day

i've been running before work for the last couple months, and today i timed myself, i shaved another minute and a half off my time, that's 3 and a half minutes since last summer. i want to shave another minute off before i'm where i want to be, but i'm alot closer than i was.

a bad day, but not

have you ever had one of those days when everything goes wrong? and what started out to be a normal day goes down hill real quick, and every little thing just compounds and you're about ready to explode! then, out of nowhere, something good happens and it all goes away, and the day ends up being not so bad. i've had a lot of those lately, and it has made me more able to find the pleasure in, and be greatful for the little things. that's all.