This
coming weekend will mark three months living in my house, and I couldn’t be any
happier. After moving out of the
barracks on Fort Carson to a house located in a town south of the base, it did
take some getting used to. I mean, I’ve
been living on bases for seven and a half years, being used to the bugle calls,
inspections, and other random garbage that comes to living in the
barracks. One thing I didn’t like was
that I got really sick for the first couple of weeks living there. I don’t know if it was an adjustment
sickness, or just the Army crud leaving my body. Anyways, I started getting better late in April and continued to do some of the processing out that I missed. I didn’t have to be in too big of a hurry
because for one I was staying in the area, and I was getting medically retired,
which put me in the same situation as twenty-plus year retirees. I ended up finishing my processing out in the
middle of May, got my DD-214, and waited till my ETS date to turn in my CAC
card for my retirement card. As I was
waiting, I started to organize some of my possessions at my house, putting my
things where I want them as I start to get furniture for the place. Also, I began my routine of taking care of
my house and property by killing weeds, mowing the lawn (which I had to borrow
my neighbor’s mower for), trimming trees on what I can do with the limited
tools I have, and picking up leaves and branches after bad storms. There was a bad hail storm that came through
my town in the middle of May that took down some huge branches from all of my
trees in my yard. The good thing that
came out of the storm is that now I have firewood for once I get a fire pit,
but the bad thing is the town doesn’t have a brush pickup service so I have to
cut the branches down little by little to put in my garbage can for pickup
every week. As a result, I have a pile
of branches in my backyard that slowly shrinks every week when I cut them for
the garbage. However, I’m going to try a
place to dump the brush before it starts getting really cold here in
Colorado.
Quite nice, I do say
In late June I went back to
Illinois to visit my parents and some friends of mine for about two weeks. The main reason for the trip was to discuss
with my folks on how to bring some access furniture they have that was going to
be given to me over to my house. After
much planning, we decided to do the shipping in September or October, around my
birthday. But it was good to see my
parents and friends during my stay in Illinois, I got to go to a White Sox (the
first time in ten years), I saw some friends I haven’t seen in many years, and
along seeing the areas I grew up in and around.
I am still sad and angered at how Illinois is right now. When going by areas hung out in, I saw the
deterioration of neighborhoods that used to be very nice when I was younger. I left Illinois to go back home after the
Fourth of July, I loaded my car up with as much of my stuff as possible from my
parent’s house and went on the road. My
dad drove out to my house as well, with his truck filled with some of my things
along with what my parents gave me. The trip
took two days, only because my father wanted to stop at a hotel. When we got to my house, I showed him around
the place. My dad was very pleased, he
loved the house and the neighborhood.
Then, to my surprise, my mom was coming out to see me as well. She ended up flying to Colorado for a weekend
stay in the area. To my surprise, my mom
liked the house but made a lewd comment about the population in the area,
which resulted in me not having her meet my neighbors. My mom ended up flying back to Illinois on
Monday and my dad left a couple days later.
In the end, it seemed to be good that my folks came to visit. To my surprise, I ended up getting quite a
few things from them, like a lawnmower, television, bed, air compressor,
washer and dryer, lawn chairs, an outdoor grill, a new garage door opener, and
even a printer for my computer. Now, as
I continue to organize all my possessions to where I want everything, I now
have to start finding some furniture, preferably shelves so I can start getting
my books off the floor, and also get my sports card collection in a nice
storage area as oppose to the floor.
There’s a lot of work that comes with a house, and surprisingly enough,
I don’t mind it one bit.
Hello everyone! Did
you miss me? Are you mad that I’m still alive? I know some of you may be glad
to hear from me, but I know some other people that wish I was six feet under,
one, in particular, is this SJW piece of shit that likes to denounce the US
Military and call himself a patriot at the same time. If that wasn’t bad enough, he even has the gall
to cower behind Christ while bad-mouthing the very same organizations that
protect his life and rights. This must
be something that his leftist friends got him into, along with their flag
burning practices. I would never have
thought anyone who hated their time in the Military would lower themselves to
commit such acts, and yet turn around to parade around people that he’s a Veteran
and getting benefits from the VA like some sour mouth welfare case. I’m sorry, but as I said before, if you hated
your time in the Military so much to where you denounced it or think of it as a
mistake, then don’t acknowledge yourself as a Veteran and don’t try to get
benefits from the VA, because if you really felt like your Military service was
a mistake or a regret, you wouldn’t even have any part of the Military after
you separated.
Here's your sign
Well, I also heard this guy was going to watch me from time
to time. Wow, for someone that is
accusing me of being a stalker, he’s really calling the kettle black. Maybe it’s something he does now when someone
doesn’t agree with his views, just like all the other SJW/Antifa fags that beat
up people who disagree with them. Maybe
that’s why one of his other former friends got the boot from his life. A few months ago, this guy that knew the asshole
too messaged me on Facebook about his falling out with him. We ended up talking a little bit online until
he stopped responding, probably just getting bored with the conversation or had
other important things to do. He was a
guy who had the same political views as I did, and he got his ties cut because
of it. I just told him not to worry about
it, because our former friend is a humorless, easily butthurt SJW that thinks
he’s right at every issue or conversation.
I mean, this idiot gets offended by UFOs.
You are a special kind of stupid
Alright, the shit is out of my chest, and now time to talk
about some actual meaningful topics.Well, it has been quite a strange last ten months since my last
post.First off, I am no longer in the
Army.I am medically retired as of May
22nd of this year.The
medical board process for me started back in October after a very bad nervous
breakdown I had from the result of my so-called high-speed unit pushing their
Soldiers to the brink of suicide.It was
suggested by my Therapist to do so, being I was planning on getting out the
following year despite many attempts from my section to talk me into
re-enlist.At first, I didn’t want to go
through it because I’m not a fan of collecting disability, mainly because of
the bunches of people that take advantage of it.However, once I started the med board
process, my life started to get much calmer, and surprisingly my unit didn’t
bother me all that much for six months until my terminal leave started.I ended up getting my percentages in January,
and it declared I was to be medically retired from the Army.So, overall, I’m glad I went through the
process.Also, I bought a house!I decided to go with buying a house instead
of renting an apartment or townhome because of a certain thing I have to
have.For instance, I play guitar and
having my house I can play as loud as I want without bothering anyone, according
to how I set everything up.Also, I’m
not too big of a people person, and having to live in a building with other
people trying to know your personal business is not really my cup of tea, let
alone if a thief is living on the same premises.I decided also to remain in the state of
Colorado after I was separated from the Military.The reason why is because when I first got to
this state, I instantly loved it; the environment, the people, the culture, and
the economy.I knew for a fact I didn’t want
to go back home to Illinois, which is in dire straits no thanks to those idiot
leftist politicians running the state down to the ground.I miss the place though, I miss Chicago, and
I miss the environment.But I had to
leave, especially how my situation was when I signed up for the Army, which
will be a topic of discussion for another blog.
Overall, looking back at my time in the Army, I would have
to say I was very disappointed, largely of how and the organization has
become. When I signed up, I thought I
was going into a place where it was much better than any other civilian job in
existence, people caring for one another, and having a purpose in serving. Boy, was I wrong! The Army as it turned out was no different
than the same, backstabbing, career-focused corporate world I worked in for
six years before getting laid off, with the only difference is you can’t walk
away from it so easily as a bad civilian job. However, despite the Army’s
shortcomings, I don’t regret serving at all.
I mean, if it wasn’t for the Army I wouldn’t be in the position I am in
now; debt-free, a homeowner, and finishing up school. The only regret I would have is not joining
at a younger age as opposed to signing up at twenty-nine, because I would’ve been
able to do so much more than I was capable of in my youth, unlike my later
years. But, I ended up proving a lot of
people wrong, from the time I signed up to the day I signed out on terminal
leave. I actually made Sergeant, which
came late in my time of service but still thought that was never going to be achieved. I’m getting a good disability check every
month, my college education is fully paid for, and I live in a nice area of
Colorado.
So now, what is there to do now? I already said I’m finishing up college, a
Bachelor’s Degree in Accounting then working on getting my CPA license for the
state of Colorado. I’m starting to write
and draw again, which is quite refreshing from being in a closed-minded, idiot
worshipping society like the Army for seven and a half years. Also, I’m playing music again and started to
look into forming a band and play the pub circuit here in Colorado and in the
rest of the states. Right now, I’m
putting together a blog about my views and some of my experiences in the Army,
titled Ass Kissers and Toxic Leaders, so be on the lookout for that. That is all for now, and I am glad to be back
in full force. The Angry Private US Army Ordnance Corps 2009-2017 OEF 2010-2011 101 AB DIV(Air Assault) PS: Here's a little tune for the SJW who now is going to stalk me 😈
