I am the proud owner of a Nintendo Wii, and wii are very happy together. Thanks to all of my friends through this difficult time searching for one. Your faith finally paid off!
Playing: The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess on the Wii
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Saturday, December 9, 2006
Goin' on a buzzard hunt...
The title of this blog is an inside joke. And the only person in on it is me. You'd probably be bored with an explanation anyway. But I was amused!
So here I am, home in Phoenix. I'm supposed to be on Recruiter's Assistance leave for this past week and this coming week. However, I didn't even have to step in to my recruiter's office until yesterday for about 30 mins. So far, looks like I'll only have to work this coming Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday while he's out of the office, so I can help the new recruiter. Not a bad deal! And the weather? It's about 75 degrees right now. I'm wearing shorts. Eat your heart out! The winters are why Phoenicians 'weather' (ha, ha) the summers. And if we want snow, we just have to drive a couple hours north to Flagstaff. Oh yeah, it's awesome.
Oh yeah, and this one falls under the 'Being Military Has Its Benefits' category. I was looking around for a gym to join for the month so I can work out while I'm here. I called up this higher-class club I used to work at as a personal trainer, just to see what a month's membership would be. I explained my story to the sales guy (that I was military and here on leave, blah, blah, blah--just so he knew not to waste his time on a long-term contract sales pitch). He just said that he was former military and that he could give me a one-month free membership, and 'Merry Christmas'. Does it get any better?
My search for a Nintendo Wii is STILL proving fruitless. Damn Nintendo. Damn them to hell!
I'm missing having my own Internet connection. My parents have dial-up--I know. It sucks. But, it's better than nothing. And I found a couple of cafes with free wireless. One of them is run by this Korean couple. Oh yeah, I laid the Korean on them. And boy, they laid it back on me!!! The wife told me to come back often for practice. Oh I'll be back.
That's about it. Sounds kinda boring, I'm sure. But I'm relaxing. It's nice.
Listening to: New Skin For the Old Ceremony by Leonard Cohen
So here I am, home in Phoenix. I'm supposed to be on Recruiter's Assistance leave for this past week and this coming week. However, I didn't even have to step in to my recruiter's office until yesterday for about 30 mins. So far, looks like I'll only have to work this coming Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday while he's out of the office, so I can help the new recruiter. Not a bad deal! And the weather? It's about 75 degrees right now. I'm wearing shorts. Eat your heart out! The winters are why Phoenicians 'weather' (ha, ha) the summers. And if we want snow, we just have to drive a couple hours north to Flagstaff. Oh yeah, it's awesome.
Oh yeah, and this one falls under the 'Being Military Has Its Benefits' category. I was looking around for a gym to join for the month so I can work out while I'm here. I called up this higher-class club I used to work at as a personal trainer, just to see what a month's membership would be. I explained my story to the sales guy (that I was military and here on leave, blah, blah, blah--just so he knew not to waste his time on a long-term contract sales pitch). He just said that he was former military and that he could give me a one-month free membership, and 'Merry Christmas'. Does it get any better?
My search for a Nintendo Wii is STILL proving fruitless. Damn Nintendo. Damn them to hell!
I'm missing having my own Internet connection. My parents have dial-up--I know. It sucks. But, it's better than nothing. And I found a couple of cafes with free wireless. One of them is run by this Korean couple. Oh yeah, I laid the Korean on them. And boy, they laid it back on me!!! The wife told me to come back often for practice. Oh I'll be back.
That's about it. Sounds kinda boring, I'm sure. But I'm relaxing. It's nice.
Listening to: New Skin For the Old Ceremony by Leonard Cohen
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