My friend's new tattoo inspired me to write something. She got the words peace and love tattoed on her forearm in hindi. This gal has a loveable spark to her, and is filled to the brim with love and peace at the same time. The last thing she said to me today was Love and Peace. Those final word today helped me solidify the reasoning and sybolism behind the tattoo I have been wanting to get. The double-headed eagle has been used in religion, various empires, and armies. It tends to represent a mastery of two sides or to symbolize a division. An example is the use by the Byzantine Empire, their double-headed eagle represented the authority over spiritual and secular realms. The heads on their eagle stood for Rome (right head) and Constantinople (left head). I have decided my eagle shall stand for my choices in life and the consequences of them. I have enlisted in the Army National Guard. I have also joined ROTC, when I graduate and commission I will transfer to the U.S. Army and be deployed/active. If you know me, then you know I am a fan of diplomacy and understanding. If you know me, you also know I have a bit of a war like chip on my shoulder. This being said as an American soldier I am a harbinger of peace and death. My tattoo will be a reminder that there is a need to love and have peace, and that the war like chracteristics of the human race have a place as well. I hope it will symbolize the need for balance within myself and outside.
So I apparently have the flu. I disgorged my stomach bile earlier it was a fun expierience. Followed by becoming extremely cold and shivering till I passed out. In this time some considerbly odd things happen. My mother told me there was free Chick-fil-A for those who voted. She said she was going to bring some...nom nom nom Chick-fil-A. Unfortunately while I was passed out I had a very lucid dream where the Chick-fil-A was mine score. Suddenly though zombies came and took it...score 1 zombies. Needless to say I was enraged that the zombies would do such a thing. I got to kill lots of zombies thats a plus and they were not trying to devour me, Chick-fil-A was apparently better than I. Luckily my mother came into my town house and woke me up and gave the food to me. Jase 2 zombies 1.
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I came to the sad conclusion today that my sweet Der Kommissar of Krunk uniform would not arrive on time. I am sad it would of been sweet, to order people to party hard and boost morale. Boo hoo woe is I, lastly skree. Though thanks to James I have a new idea to rectify the situation. James stated that he had a camo jacket he was going to utilize, but not sure how. I suddenly recalled a great american folk hero that is still alive and would love to be further immortalized. TED NUGENT, the slayer of all things edible and hippy basher extraordinaire. So he suggested I be that instead of listening ot me. So I believe that is my emergency back up plan. It might be sweet running aroudn screaming Nugent quotes.
"If you want to get a sensual thunderbolt then you have got to be cocked, locked and ready to rock, doc. I find that whole milk and lots of Vitamin D help." - -- Ted nugent
I have frustrated a friend today and feel that they may now be insane, and they think I am as well. We got on the subject of taxation and what is mroe preferable and why he would not work if he was taxed under Obamas taxation plan. He was awestruck why someone would vote for him. My friend is an accountant and very intelligent. He was awesturck as well by that I felt that if I could set taxed they would be at 50-60%. I told him in my ideal world the country would use that money for things vital for its citizens and not a penny would be wasted. In retrospect this is a moot point and I know longer feel like tlaking about it...I just think that if you can survive with whatever you have left from taxes then thats fine, and as long as the goverment is putting to good use. It is your duty to pay taxes it is what is asked of you. Thats just how I feel, I would feel greedy attempting to miser away my money and violating law.
I have not posted in a while for various reasons, mainly being a bitch. Lets see what epic shit have I gotten myself into lately. I went to Clementine a couple weeks ago with my family and some friends for the televised Q and A during the final presidential debate. This event was to be televised to 124 million people on the east coast. There was quite the turn out to watch the debate and watch the affluent of Harrisonburg that were selected for the Q and A panel. Now if you know my Madres boyfriend you would realize taking to a place like this where liberals hang out is like letting a fox in the hen house. After we all ordered dinner and beverages, he proceeds to go into serbian hate mode. As seen to the right hate mode is bad. Well he begins argueing with his friend and I and a friend of mine about how much liberals and Obama suck etc etc. Needless to say he begins to draw the ire of people around him and he turns on them like a rabid wolf in an orphanarium. He continues on his normal rant on how gays should be herded to California and the state launched into the ocean along with liberals. Then he starts in on American Jews and how worthless they are and evil. He states that they are money hoarding misers that are destroying America and democracy. People are staring at him like the Nazi anti-christ has arrived in an upscale bar and just raped your wife and killed your dog. Needless to say he left and opening for attack and I fucking drove the lance of longinus home. After he loudly proclaimed his thought, I aptly stated at a yell "You just fucking mad you a serb and your race does not have any money and you guys started WW1 and got fucked to death by it" score one for me. After that he got all flustered by everything as we turned the tables on him so we left.
On to more recent news now. I finally came into contact with my recruiters assistant. After Sgt. bart left for his required schooling for being a full fledged recruiter the office exploded with paperwork and other red tapeish shit. His assistant Cpl. Burns has been in a constant frenzy and we have not had our weekely meeting in ages. So I headed in to try and catch him. I did, got weighed and taped. So I am dead on for enlisting in Novemeber. So it appears my summer vacation will be Basic Training and AIT with Dansby. Summer is summer without getting screamed at and shot at.
I have recently gone out with Ryan Campbell Ryan Campbell and his neighbors, which a freaking sweet. Ryan's apt mates are also pretty freakin' cool. This
weekend is Halloween as well and we are going out I am stoked for the company and the costume I purchased. I ordered surplus military uniforms from Russia. I have an Officer's Visor Hat, Officer's Trench Coat, Belt and Suspenders, and the must have striped undershirt and Jack Boots. Halloween shoudl be epic if the shit gets here via airmail fast enough. Right now I am in Duck, NC doing some work. Hopefully my junk will arive by the time its atleast Saturday, because it cost an arm and a leg, also a dick.
weekend is Halloween as well and we are going out I am stoked for the company and the costume I purchased. I ordered surplus military uniforms from Russia. I have an Officer's Visor Hat, Officer's Trench Coat, Belt and Suspenders, and the must have striped undershirt and Jack Boots. Halloween shoudl be epic if the shit gets here via airmail fast enough. Right now I am in Duck, NC doing some work. Hopefully my junk will arive by the time its atleast Saturday, because it cost an arm and a leg, also a dick.
So I learned today that I have really allowed myself to become soft and weak. I may still wield close to god like strength and damage resistance, but I learned that I am incredibly slow and pondering compared to the past. I thought that all the running and preperation for MEPs and BCT was paying of. I will say it has distance wise. The problem is I lack the aerobic endurance to shift over from distance to sprinting back to distance andfucntion at an acceptable level. Sgt. Bart schooled me today in sprinting it was not even like you were close, mother fucker blew me out of the water. I kept up with him for the first 2 sprints. Then he proceeded to go what was a meandering pace to him, which was ok till I started to lock up from lactic acid build up. For the final couple 100yd sprints I suffered. On the last one Bart evoked somekind of speed I normally see only black people sprint at. Needless to say I was all close to disabled by then, when Sgt. Winegard ordered me to jog half a mile with him. I thought I was going to die. I was catastrophically winded from the sprints, which were ran with almsot no rest between sets. But I managed to keep pace which I am happy about, I just sounded like someone with adema while doing it. Needless to say I feel owned and am in awe that an out of shape guardsmen can perform like that. Makes me wonder what in shape is for him.
So I went and changed registration locations to vote today. Is was sweet I got some stroked out British lady as my file/absentee attendant. It was awful I hate hate British and I do not like old people, didn't help with the stroke speech. If I had a hammer for every time I saw an old stroked out British person...I would have a hammer to squish them with. Too far and too soon. Anyways voting for before everyone was kinda rad. I was almost an ass and added in Cthulhu. But a giant space alien reptoid squid may not be the best choice. When you turn in the ballot there is a demon box that you place it in that is locked down tighter than the preachers daughter. Of course the last ballot that was deposited was jammed in it so I had to wait my turn...just like the preachers daughter. They fixed it though, and it took my ballot. Thus I voted for the first time and a odd sense of accomplishment washed over me. Now all I have to hope for is a certain VP candidate be taken off the ticket.
About Me
- Colossus Jaseus
- So I am a quasi Virginia National Guardsmen. I go to basic over the summer with a few friends of mine. I have recently switched majors to International Affairs and joined ROTC at JMU. So Life is going to be interesting from now on.
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