shinigami

Jesus titty fucking Christ! I am starting to feel like a real lump of crap now. I have spent the past three years stationed in New Orleans. When we got the evacuation order it wasnt really a big deal to me as I had never thought of the place as my home. So I have been sitting on my ass in Houston just relaxing at a Marriott, having drinks and enjoying the hot tub. The Command has told us we will most likely be here for two months at a minimum while the city is restored to a point where we can resume our daily operations. I have spent most of my time running around on here and listening to a few news reports. I have been waiting for word that we would be going back in to support the relief effort any day now. Well, now it seems that this isnt going to happen. The order came that we are all to stand fast, that our help there is not wanted and will not be wanted. I have no idea what the possible reason for this line of thought could be, but its pretty fucked up regardless. So now I sit here, getting my full pay, housed in a nice hotel with all the food and drink I could hope for and I have been told to do nothing to help though I am more than capable.

In other news, I suck copious amounts of ass when it comes to writing:

Drop of Dawn

I'm sorry that I left you there in such a hurry
You didnt really want me there anyway
I'm sorry that I put your back against the wall
But now I guess you know how it feels
I'm sorry that I didnt know the right thing to say
Not like you even bother to listen to me
I'm sorry that I wasnt there when you needed me
Where were you when I was feeling down
I'm sorry that I never knew what to do
Maybe next time you could try to choose
I'm sorry that I can't give you the world
Perhaps you could just give me a call
I'm sorry that I can never do anything right
Nobody is counting the mistakes that you make
I'm sorry did you have something to say

I'm sorry that I didnt really want you there
Maybe if you actually wanted to stay
I'm sorry that I put your back against the wall
You knew how it would be going in
I'm sorry that I didnt even bother to listen
But I guess you never say anything to me
I'm sorry that I wasnt there when you were down
Next time try telling me how you feel
I'm sorry that I never seem to make a choice
Better options would be a good start
I'm sorry that I can't call you every day
Perhaps you could be a little less needy
I'm sorry that I can never do anything right
Someday I hope to be as great as you are
I'm sorry but it seems that we dont belong