First real post

Well, as the dates show it's been a pretty busy couple of months. You try moving to a new continent and see how often you have time to write in your lame ass web log. Same rules still apply. I wanted this stuff written down in case I happen to not be around to tell about it. Which sounds silly to say and I feel like an ass for saying it but it's the truth.
There was a extra amount of heaviness going on in my life in August and I thought if I wrote about it it would help. I had just moved to a new duty station and found out we were deploying in three weeks. Pause life. No big deal I guess, they were nice enough to give me three months to get back to good from the three months I had just been gone.
Then it kind of snuck up on me. I'm eating breakfast and I get a text message from a friend that basically informs me that someone I knew from AIT had just died in Iraq. I don't really know how to say that. "Informs me?" How do I phrase that? How can I write that so it sounds like a normal text message that one would receive during breakfast? --Well this guy we lived down the hall from for five months just got blown up by a molten-hot piece of copper that flew through an armor-plated vehicle. Want to hang out later?--
So I find myself two days later loading my company's gear to head to the desert. And I'm thinking to myself, man I hope I don't get ripped apart by a piece of molten copper. That would be a shitty way to go. So this blog is partly yours Taylor Marks. I can only hope you're the last one I know that doesn't come back. Unfortunately I know that won't be the case. RIP man. I hope this is all worth it.