So, I'm transitioning out of the Marine Corps, checking out, turning in gear and what not. I decided this week would be the opportune time to break it off with a couple of girls that I'm seeing so that my time before and as soon as I return to Texas will be drama free.
It's Friday night and I don't feel like going out or drinking myself into oblivion, like most Devil Dogs do every night, not just the weekend... I was actually thinking about going to bed relatively soon, then it hit me...Am I a loser or am I getting old? Suddenly chasing tail and getting hammered become second behind sleep. I remember the days when I would get obliterated, pass out for two hours, wake up and run PT. Not anymore... So for you home body stang-bangers I have now become one of your brothers. I might even sign up for a W.O.W. account.
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It's Friday night and I don't feel like going out or drinking myself into oblivion, like most Devil Dogs do every night, not just the weekend... I was actually thinking about going to bed relatively soon, then it hit me...Am I a loser or am I getting old? Suddenly chasing tail and getting hammered become second behind sleep. I remember the days when I would get obliterated, pass out for two hours, wake up and run PT. Not anymore... So for you home body stang-bangers I have now become one of your brothers. I might even sign up for a W.O.W. account.
-A
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