frustrated rant
MY AmbulanceWith New FSA’s in hand, I got a chance to read the metophoric butt hump I’m getting. Sadly, I don’t have any training at reading legal documents. For the most part it seems pretty legible though. Some of the areas I find concerning; I’m losing money – as already known. But I am not sure if it is gonna be $8,000ish or closer to $13,000. Also the new verbage for the hours to be worked is as follows: The STANDAR

Happy Birthday!!
Today is my fathers birthday. This time of the year always brings excitement for me. Tomorrow is Halloween (my FAVORITE holiday) and today? Well today brings my dad and me to once again be separated by 30 years. He is 36 and I am 26. Crazy. And yet it would seem that birthday cake and halloween are on the other side of the world. Turns out the idea of turning a pagan holiday into a fun reason to get drunk doesn’t translate into a good idea over here in the arabian peninsula. And birthday cake? Well i guess that will be taking place this year up in Washington. I know mom and dad will be with Omi and Papa for sure on halloween (so celebration happens a day late) and I hea

“Let’s go to the Ball Towers!”
The day started not unlike any other normal day. Awake showered and dressed by nine only to find toast and scrambled eggs waiting. Keith was already up and had been hanging out with Hutch. Soon after breakfast indy joined in the mix, and then there were four. There was much talk of what we should do with our day off. Some said the beach and some said nothing. Some said Fahaheel and another suggestion too was thrown out into the mix, “Let’s go downtown and to the ball towers” By Thirteen hundred hours still no decision had been reached, other than clearly the best way to reach a decision was by smoking hookah, So I cleaned out the vase and the pipe and bowl. I

An open letter found amongst paperbacks. . .
To Whom it May Concern, Hello. My name is Ryan Fitzpatrick. I am 26 years old and work as an emergency medical technician. I spent two years as a volunteer firefighter. Before that I managed pools for both the YWCA and Portland Parks and Recreation. I was a camp director at YMCA Camp Collins. I have close ties with my family who live in North East Portland and Eugene. My mother is a manager for CHS and spent many years as a case worker. My father runs his own construction company and spent several years as president of the Oregon Contractors Board. My sister attends the University of Oregon full time. As suggested from the jobs my family holds and has held community is

update
sorry i havent written. i have been a bit under the weather. i do have a good one coming. . . just waiting to feel a little better. as a result this blog will suck and basicly be an overly long tweet. As an update though. I got letters from andrea along with the great art and candy she sent. 3 of them. so i read one a day for three days – which was AWESOME, letters always make me feel closer to home. email and skype and the internet are nice, but a little hand written something is just. . . better. From Moni and Howard i was sent gummy bears and magazines and a book! hooray! oh yeah! my rents sent me some wax and a seal – freakin SWEET!