My Friday. Also getting sick. Need drinks. (at Naval Station Great Lakes)

Art. According to the Navy. (at Naval Station Great Lakes)

I live no more than 150 yards from Lake Michigan but still have not made it a priority to walk down there. (at Naval Station Great Lakes)

This is how I spend my days/weeks.

I’m back.

Am not prepared for winter storm part two.
But I was sure to stock up on beer.

14 days.

I’ve really got to get my shit together.

Not so much tangible things. Tangible things can be planned, plans can be adjusted, lists can be made, and items added and completed as required.

I carry a book of lists with me at all times.

I like plans. I like lists. These things suit my hyper-analytical thought processes. Even when they amount to shit. As long as I can construct a list, I have something to rely on.

It’s the things that seemingly occur at random that keep me awake. A lot of life is a crap shoot. And that’s alright. I just have a difficult time reconciling those things and lack coping skills.

I’ve got a relatively large life change coming my way soon. I know it’s going to be difficult and it has been difficult to prepare for. I’m excited, and apprehensive. Nervous.

I don’t have anything else to note.

Only 38 more days.

ohp0oh:

USS Missouri

(via ohp0oh-deactivated20130106)

Drinking tonight. Been too tired even to drink lately.

I may get emotionally expressive.

I do not like being emotionally expressive.

Watch out!

Kickoff for the 113th time.
GO NAVY, BEAT ARMY!

11 in a row!

Thanksgiving really fucked up my gym schedule.

The Run:
28NOV2012 / @ 20:55
Time / 00:29:15
In Zone / 00:12:22
Avg HR / 142 BPM
Peak HR / 191 BPM
Min HR / 97 BPM
Tot Cal / 416

The Weights (light day):
28NOV2012 / @ 22130
Time / 00:22:37
In Zone / 00:03:20
Avg HR / 129 BPM
Peak HR / 161 BPM
Min HR / 111 BPM
Tot Cal / 268