I dont speak Spanish

I used to have red hair. I also like graphic design. I wanna be a comic book hero when I grow up

Anyways. Random photo of the day. I'm awake at 3:25 in the AM, Pacific time in the Merry old land of Fort Huachuca because I have fireguard. Its pretty rad. Not really I'm a fucking lier. Luckily this is the last shift and I didnt loose much sleep.

I went to physical therapy today, the only physical therapist who cares actually asked about my shoulder injury, which isnt on any records because I refuse to go to the TMC and get it checked out, he actually was concerned for my pain and my shoulder and he even did electro stim and ice and compressions for me. Which didnt help but its ok. I was told I probably did tear my Rotator Cuff in my left shoulder after a few people looked at it. Now I have to go to the TMC, even though one of the men working there already accused me of being a drug addict and faking my injury. I'm just going to have my platoon sergeant request that I see an actual MD with some ACU's on and officer rank. THANK YOU.

Word, dawg

 The four day is coming up, and for those of you who are retarded, that's Labor day weekend. And if you didnt know that, you suck ass. I'm going to San Diego because me and my man (mainly me) want to go to the zoo, I think he just wants some beer and a beach, which I dont blame him, I do too. And Seafood. I'm excited for it because it means moar meaningful time with him other than the weekends here. Our leave was good though. And I got to see home.

I'm done now