I find it funny that when Mr. Marine is off saving the world, etc, I turn back into the person I was when I was 16 (only with much better hair). My Pandora switches to pop-punk stations, I stay up late, and I read Charles Bukowski poems. Basically, I turn into an emo teenager. Depressing right? Unfortunately, Mr. Marine is the tape that keeps my crazy parts together.
My friends all tease me because I always do the same thing when I'm down; 'Bridget Jones Diary' goes into my DVD player. Do you guys have something that you do to comfort you when something like a separation has you down? I also drink Merlot (but I do that anyway, hee hee) and want for random crap foods. For example, I woke up Wednesday morning and was seriously craving cupcakes. I am mostly a healthy eater but literally cupcakes were dancing in my eyes. So, because I have the best friends a girl could ask for, Ms. Nicole bought me some at the commissary and dropped them off as a surprise. I could have cried it was so nice of her. I have absolutely no idea where I would be without the crazy ladies I'm friends with. Probably in a padded cell somewhere.
On another note, my hair has been chopped. Mr. Marine's reaction? "I like the front, but the back will grow out." He likes my hair Rapunzel length. Here's a crappy web cam photo to show the beauty that is my shorter, styled by a professional hair.
I think that's all the randomness I can bore you with for now.
Until next time,