"Girls Line Up On My Left For Make-Outs,

Dudes line up on my right for high-fives."
Hillary and I chatted for two hours tonight. In fact, I got back from our payphone a few moments ago. (It's at the Smile Line on the corner of Ivy Road and Tyndall Parkway.) Not sure where things are heading with us, but it's obvious we both miss each other. We have agreed to see each other when I go on my leave to AlAskA in two weeks, but other than that, there have been no promises and there have been no assumptions. I'll tell y'all this much, I'm kinda nervous about the whole deal, deep inside I want nobody but her. I don't seem to get tired of her. As far as the thing with Mel goes... it felt good to have a face to face heart to heart with someone. And the fact that she's drop dead gorgeous didn't hurt things, neither did the heavy flirting... but the most important part was that somebody was listening to me. Sure, there may have been a slight pretense, but that is one hell of an exciting feeling: And you all know what I mean. It's that new car smell wrapped up in a girl. It's the unknown, the new waters. And when you're at that stage, that awkward stage where there are no existing problems, where you can invent a persona, there doesn't seem to be any limits. It's all bullshit, true, but for those few hours it's really nice. It's comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time, where the dichotomy of emotions don't wear you out, they energize you and excite you. But it's all bullshit. When I talk to Hillary there is warmth. There is trust. There is, yes, love. And that is more important than any fleeting feeling. I miss Hillary and I love her. We're not together right now, but a side of me (one of eight) is ever hopeful that things will return to the way they were, only stronger. But if I expect that to ever happen, I have to move to AlAskA as soon as possible. Absence may make the heart grow fonder, but distance allows the heart to wander. (I made that one up, you can quote me.)

I have a JSS job offer at Elemndorf that starts at $45K. Should I submit a resume, or is a civilian contracting jobola too close to the Military I'm trying to separate myself from?

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: Ultravox - "Viena"