Bad things in my head...

My thoughts are betraying my better judgement. I don't want to die obviously otherwise I would be so, but for some unknown reasons I am compelled to join the Marines. I don't really have anything to put my finger on it though. It is positively odd.

I want to and feel the need to. But I can't identify why exactly. There are multiple logical reasons to join, but the emotional draw is what is scary to me.

I am gonna start following thier boot camp fitness routine... Yeah sure. I'll stick to that about as long as I stick to most of my other excercise routines. But I ran across it while brousing the USMC website.

I bought a knife sharpener today. And a jogging log. I am hoping to jog more often now. I wasn't for a while, cause when JR came out I got thrown off my routine. Which wasn't bad at all cause I greatly enjoyed his company. But I do need to resettle into a routine again. I need the routine to drop more weight.

Not too much else going on. Looks like I may have to replace the starter on the Firebird. I am gonna have to play around with the battery stuff for a little bit more before fully jumping onto that conclusion, but I am afraid of having to. Not that it would be that bad to do though.

I found a few of the leaks though so it will be easier to patch those. Once I get the seals kits ordered, and some nice days come along.

I am gonna think about this Marines thing ... It may be for me, then again maybe there is something else in store for me ...

I don't know. I'm gonna sharpen my knife and go to bed.

Sweet Dreams ... Psyke ... hehehe