And So It Continues

If it wasn't for my watch and iPod telling me what day it was I'd never keep track of them passing by so quickly.

My sleep schedule is still all sorts of weird, with me waking up around 0330 and going to bed around 2030 lately. I don't know if it's the sound of jets that wakes me up (because once I'm awake i don't hear the noise anymore) or if it is my circadium rythum all out of sorts and just playing catchup very slowly. All I know is it has been going on since I got settled here.

We started flying last week with the Marines of VMAQ-3 while we wait for our jets to arrive with the rest of the aircrew. It's been pretty cool to see how they handle things but I think it is messing with my habit patterns in the jet. I've been flying mostly late afternoons that stretch into the early evening and after dinner (which totally stinks that sometimes I'll miss dinner because if it. I still trying to figure out what would be best to bring with me to eat while flying.

Life in the camp has gotten better with the arrival of our cargo shipment. The boxes arrived at camp while I was flying so they were placed inside my door and stacked neatly there so when I opened my door I just saw a big wall of mine and my roommate's black footlockers. It took me a while to get them moved out of the way so I could walk inside. I gave the guy a little friendly ribbing after finding out who had done it.

The weather continues to hold up, with temps staying in the same range as I posted earlier... 65 for a high (with the desert sun and dry air helping it to feel like 75) during the day and getting down to the lower 40s at night (just cold enough to instigate us wearing pants instead of shorts outside as we make the constant trek from our cans to the bathroom).

We are just about done getting settled in to our new workspaces as well. The last of the necessary equipment is being sent over to our temporary spaces while we constantly are forced to clean them as the dust and dirt just keep creeping in. (Today I swept the floor clean and then not five minutes later has to sweep it again as new layers of dirt seem to magically appear.

I've been very blessed to have so much time to myself (both before and after work) to be able to talk to my girl, Lala, back home via many different methods of communication. E-mails are generally short (from me, and wonderfully lengthy from her) and constant. I've also found a way for me to text her cell phone and have it be cheap (as in free other than a one-time fee) for the application in my iPod Touch. This has been the best way for me to let her know little bits of info at a time, such as when I'm back in my room and available to chat online via text or video it just voice. The app is only able to do this when I have a WiFi signal and that generally only happens when I am in my can (little metal home... not head, or bathroom for all non-Navy types).

Seeing as how my day is just beginning, I better get going so I can get to it.

Remember, Lala, I love you!

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