well, were did THAT come from?

it was brought to my attention over R&R that i write a lot about my bathroom experiences. it’s true, there is a lot of amusement to be found in the predicaments i find myself in while in restroom facilities. more so, i think it’s a sign of how little there is to do out here. it's really just not very exciting. we eat at the dfac… which i’ve written various things about, we sleep… which there’s not much there to comment on, and we use the bathrooms. really, it’s a universal experience… one we all have and no one bothers to talk about. …kind of like those thoughts that keep you awake at night. not the big ones, like money, or living in a warzone, or the one that got away… the stupid little ones that come to you out of nowhere, that you haven’t thought of in a long time. but there you are, drifting in that space between “sleep” and “not sleep” and there it is… “remember the time your college roommate caught you dancing naked in front of the mirror?” “remember the time you blanked on your softball coach’s last name and dungy thought you were a dumbass?” “remember when you laid your bike at about 2 mph in front your friends?” awww, man… i haven’t thought of that in a long time. and then of course the next thought… “i wonder if THEY remember that?” which is an absolutely ridiculous question… of course they do. but really, i don’t even talk to that college roommate anymore, i wouldn’t even know how to get a hold of her, so does it matter? it seems to be the instances where you do or say something stupid in front of someone you want to impress… anyways, for some reason, it sticks with you and you’re wondering how strange they must think you are. i don’t know if you do this or not……so yes, i write about experiences i think someone might relate to, or laugh at. occasionally random things will come to mind, and if i feel like putting it down on paper…well, it’s my journal. i can do that. so there. and if most of my experiences out here center around the bathroom or working out… well, what else are you supposed to do in iraq?