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I'm in pretty much the worst mood ever today.

I have been relatively okay about Brian's absense up until this point. But these past few days have been intense for some reason. I think maybe that's because if all had gone according to plan he would have been home next weekend. I know it will probably end up being better in the long run, because in all likelihood he'll end up just being sent home...no infantry training, no Iraq, no being stationed in other weird places I wouldn't want to go. But it's hard because I had it in my head that I'd just have to make it till February. And now it's sinking in that it's not that way. Unless he can find some way to get out sooner, he has an examination on April 6th, during which they'll determine whether he comes home or resumes training. APRIL. Fuck.

EDIT: HE MIGHT BE HOME WITHIN THREE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!

I haven't been sleeping much lately and I'm on my rag. My brain feels fried. School is sucking a dick. I have an art history test on Friday and I'm nervous. It's the first actual TEST I've had in years-- I always have projects or papers.

Philly isn't happening.

Ewww call me Debbie Downer today.

On the plus side my favorite lady is coming home this weekend. That'll probably cheer me back up in no time.

We have mutated together to form one monstrously amazing human being!

Here are some pictures of before I mutated, when I was just drunk:

I look really weird here like I'm about to take a shit or something, but Brandon's hair looks so pretty I had to share.


Raver pants displease me.