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So I am pissed. I have never had a problem with USAA until today, but I will get to that one in a minute. I went all the way to Kerrville today to look at a motorcycle(3 hrs away). I was really excited, and my buddy and his wife and kid went too because they wanted to get some stuff done in San Antonio and pick up his bike which was getting serviced. Anyway, I look at the bike, and know almost instantly that its the one I want. I finally decided and we get a price of $8000 even. I wasnt thrilled with it, but whatever. I decided to take the plunge and call USAA to start the loan so I could do the paperwork on the bike. I had called them earlier in the week in order to get a quote on the loan, and all I had to do was call and set things in motion. What they didn't tell me was that the loan could only cover 100% of the bike's value, not including warranties and accessories that add to the value. SO in other words, only covering $6100. Well that's not good, I cant front the other 2. So I tell the dealership to halt the paperwork while I try to work it out. I talk with USAA and they tell me that they can get me 7100 on the loan now. I was like, ok let me call you back after I talk to the dealership. The dealer goes in the back to confer with the owner, and they are able to get it to me for $7300. I decided I can afford $200 out of pocket so tell them to let me call USAA back and start the loan. I call them back and apparently they had the wrong year for the bike in there because they said they could only cover $6100 now because of that. So long story short, I spent about 5 hrs there trying to close this deal, and ended up walking away because I couldn't get the finances to work out. Anyway, I may go back once I get my tax return so I can afford it, but that is if the bike is still there. I guess if its meant to be... But this is the first time USAA let me down....I am soooo pissed now... I feel like I have wasted the day...and my friends, who didn't get don't what they wanted to in San Antonio other than picking up his bike...fucking A....

Ok, so Pat said I needed to type this up because it was "Livejournal worthy" haha. Here ya go buddy! If anyone has feedback or theories as to what it is trying to tell me, feel free to enlighten me! I am going to break it into scenes or parts because I think it will make it easier to follow.

Scene 1 - I am in a warehouse that has metal containers and small milk crates (that hold like 4 gallons each) which are stacked up in towers. Anyway, standard warehouse I guess. I am there, and I am with Angel from the TV show. He is a vampire, but in my dream, I am not, at least I am pretty sure. We are there and there are two other vampires. They are girls and Angel is arguing with Vampire 1, and I in another part of the room talking with the second one. Now they are arguing, we cant see them but we can hear them and I know because it is my dream. So i have this girl pinned up against the container with her arms pinned over her head. We are looking at each other and I am telling her that if I kiss her, she is going to bite me. She says she wont, but I know she will. Every part of my brains says she will, but I want to anyway. She has her teeth extended, but her face isn't all weird like in the show, just her canine teeth are long. Kinda like the Blade movies. So we argue a bit, she obviously wants me to, so I do. Next thing I know, Angel and Vampire 1 are looking for us together. We are hiding behind a stack of milk crates and can see them, but they walk past and cant see us. I am protecting her behind me, and they continue on. The next thing I know, there are guys outside, I think they were in suits, my guess is they were either like CIA or Vampire hunters. Not sure really. But Angel and I go diving through the window, and simultaneously point back and say "they are in there". We run around the corner and the men run in the warehouse.

Scene 2 - Immediately I dive under a mobile home (like a trailer). For some reason, I remember noticing that the grass was trimmed and it was very clean under there. Not what you would expect. Anyway, I am hiding there, and a horse trots up next to the trailer and Angel (still on the horse somehow) leans his face under and says: "What are you doing under there? My house is this way" Realizing how dumb I am being, I naturally realize my error and get out from under the house. He is no longer on the house, which is no longer there, and we walk around the corner to find a field with a small country house under a tree (I think). It is bright daylight out btw, and Angel seems to be unaffected. Its a one story house, and we walk inside. He goes into the other room (kitchen) as we are talking and I am in the living room. There is blood on the floor and on the couch, and I seem to know that the blood is from when Darla had bitten him and turned him (doesn't match the show obviously). But has long since dried.

Scene 3 - We are still talking, he is now making Thanksgiving Dinner. And guess who shows up, Kristin and her family. Her mom, step dad, and sisters. I was a little uneasy at first, but it passed. Me and her sisters hugged (we were buddies in real life while me and her were dating) and talked a while, Angel was making dinner and I was entertaining the "guests". They then went outside to play Frisbee and I stayed in with the mom, step dad, and angel while I helped him get stuff ready.

That is where i woke up. I'm not sure what all the symbols mean, but usually when I dream, its because I am working something over in my subconscious. Anyway, I just thought I would share...and Pat said I should. Haha! Anyway let me know what you all think. Thoughts?

Let me know:
-Rick

Ps - Miss you wingman!!

Wow has it been a long time! I was searching the internet today for memories. Looking at photos I could find of College, Drakon, and friends from both. As I did so, I was looking at the Drakon website, stumbled across some old posts on the forums, and linked to Angela's LJ, read over some of Pat's and now I find myself here as well. I actually talked Jess for a bit today, although our conversation seemed to focus on Drakon. Figures, I feel kinda bad because it was nice to hear from here, I guess that is just where my mind is lately. I have been talking with Pat more regularly too, which is awesome. I miss my wingman. Talk to James the other night, that was cool also. I guess although his first semester was a bit rough, he is doing well in College. That is great! He is a good kid after all, and I think if he works hard can do well for himself. I have been trying to call Angela to catch up, but her phone is never on, and when it is and she doesn't answer, she doesn't seem to call back. Angela, if you see this...call me! We need to catch up! 830-719-0817. Things are going well here in Del Rio. I am currently flying the T-1A, or will be starting next week. But anyway, gotta get back to work! Let me know if you want to chat sometime people! I know you are out there and probably reading this!

-Rick

If you and I were alone in a room right now, what would we be doing? There's two exits, that being the door and a lonely window that doesn't shed a lot of light in on us. There's two chairs, a bed, a pad of paper with a pencil and a pitcher of water with ice in it in between two empty glasses...
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Wow, it has been a long time since I have posted here to LiveJournal. I was just thinking how much I miss everyone back in NH. Angela, Pat, Jess, James, and everyone else. I had a dream list night, I was actually at Drakon again, and playing another shady charactor. I really miss those nights. Its like a life I left behind for the real world. I really wish I could go back one day. But anyway, I was thinking about how much I miss everyone and havent talked to them in forever. Such is life I guess. If anyone reads this...I miss you all. Things are busy here. We actually went out to tour a bunch of beer brueries (spelling) in Denver, that was cool. We stayed at the Brown Palace Hotel and I got a parking ticket! We also got to see Pablo Fransisco Live at a comedy club too, that was awesome. That ticket pissed me off though! But its all good. Wow this post is random! I am probably not flying tomorrow as the weather is supposed to be terrible all day. I have been spending my free time studying and playing my guitar (I have been getting better, working on learning my first full song. I am learning Outside by Staind becuase it is an awesome song and easy to play). But anyway, I miss you all, I miss roleplaying, and I miss the old life, but hey, this one I am in now is quite an amazing adventure in and of itself. I really am lucky. Please, everyone, post and say hi back, I could use a message from you! Miss you all!

So, its the end of the second week. We have come a long way as a flight. We are number 2 in our squadron and did the best on the wargaming senario this week. We totally owned N. korea. Things are going well. We got paid! Always a good way to end the week. I went out and bought a laptop! Its a Toshiba, 17" screen, 120GB harddrive, 2 GB RAM, etc. Lovin it! Things are going well though. I miss my old friends! Have made some new ones, so not all bad I guess. Me and krisin are hangin in there. We have been talking about everynight, if at least to say goodnight. She is still unsure what she wants though. And of course I worry about it, but there is nothing that I can do. I think we will end up ok in the end. Anyway, all is well but I dont know what to talk about. Let me know if you have any question!!!
Rick

So I have survived my first week here in alabama. I am already on week two. Lets see if I can give an accurate rundown: PT in the morning, Class, Class, Lunch, Briefing, Class, Class, Reading/Homework, Raquetball, Sleep. That is basically a typical day with spuratic "team-building" exercises in between. I am getting paid though. First paycheck should be Friday. We had the advance on food pay and such and with what I had left in there from when I got in here. I am at over $3000. Looking into getting a Laptop this weekend perhaps?! I am excited. We will see, might wait till I get to Dover. BUt I could really use it now lol. Anyway, so active duty life is awesome, but I still feel like a cadet being here. Hopefully that will change. I have went golfing on both courses here at Maxwell. We went Kyacking yesterday and I got terrible sunburn so I am nursing that. That sucks to have under BDU's. Not fun at all. And it will be worse when it peels. I am learning a lot about a lot though. It is awesome, Pat you would be loving it! I worry that sometimes I am not cut out for all of it, but I am sure that is just nerves. Me and Kristin are still taking. I am a little worried about where we are going to end up, as normal. BUt I am taking it a lot better than I thought I would I bought her a promise ring (real gold) and gave it to her the night I left. From what I can tell she loves it. I just worry that the whole "Ex thing" is going to come back to bite me later. Oh well, I am chill and its all good. Not much could get me down at this point in life. I have a test Thursday, really big deal here, but I have been studying (did 2.5 hours tonight alone). Im sure it will be fine. I ran the 1.5 mile run in 9:26 and the 3 mile run in 21:something. Some of my best times. Doing sit-ups every night (100 a night) and just feeling healthier. Now all I need is a computer, a car, and Kristin to make me happier than I have ever been at any point in my life so far. THe combination of everything just makes this whole experience awesome. Everyone is motivated to be in shape, have fun and enjoy life. I cant beat it. Hope to talk to everyone soon. Also, Joe still has my chainmail. I need to get it from him at some point.
Success awaits those who dont wait for it!
-2LT Brown

So its almost time to peace out from New England. Kinda depressing as well as exciting at the same time. I have a lot of stuff done, and some stuff left to do before my departure next week. Things done:
1. Move date with JPPSO set for Friday
2. Got a new cell phone! MotoRazr Red with Sprint! Number: 603-674-8501
3. Bought my uniforms (mostly) only cost about $300
4. Moved out of Webster
5. Went to NY to say goodbye to family
6. Bought Luggage (only $86, gotta love on-base costs)
7. Etc...

Things to do:
1. Finish Move
2. Book flight to Maxwell AFB
3. Pack uniforms clothes for trip
4. Say goodbye to everyone
5. Book hotel room for one night before heading in to Maxwell
6. Golf trip with my uncle Monday
7. Etc...

So as you can see I am busy. So I will do my best to see everyone before I leave, if not, keep in touch. I get free incoming calls on my phone so feel free to call anytime. THanks for everything everyone...Its been a hell of a couple of years!!!

-Lt Brown ;)

I find myself looking back over the past month or two, looking back to the world I once knew. I dont regret leaving, I regret what happened to cause me to do so. I regret what was said, done, and most importantly I regret hurting those around me. Those I called friend, those I respected. But I find myself looking back at the old times, the old heros, the old friends. Now I spend my days mearly telling the stories that once I lived, about those I loved. My friends, my family; fictional or not. Heros were few, even in a town like that, it was only the true few of us, who would stand for what was right, even when we stood alone. Who would take the blame, even when it wasnt ours alone. The heros who died for what they believed in, trying only to save it. I came across this message, left by one such hero. A hero whom I called friend, and admired. A hero named Kenyu:

The Mark Of A Hero
In a world where nobility is simply a tool to power and honor just means you have powerful friends, it takes a true hero to leave a mark, a memory. It takes a man who is willing to risk his life, not for personal gain, but for the benefit of others. A man who is willing to stand up against his friends to save his family, no matter right or wrong. One who is given a task that will cause harm to an innocent girl, and tries to take that place himself. One who, time and time again, has overcome adversity and flourished, doing everything he can to protect those around him as well. One who can fall in love with a girl, and though he may never be able to have her, continues to always love her and put her before everything else. This man is not selfish, as some may claim, or evil, though his spirit may be misguided. This is a man who tries desperately to atone for his mistakes; who fights for the lives of those who call him their enemy; who would never leave a man down, when other nobles are fleeing for their lives.
Heroes are human too, remember; and humans make mistakes. We are far from perfect. But honor and heroism are not measured in how perfect you are, but how you overcome adversity and correct the mistakes that everyone is bound to make. A man dies a hero, a legend, when there are people left after him to pass on the stories, and to keep the memory alive.
Once upon a time, there was a man. He was not perfect, but he was a hero.

I miss the days of heros, not politcs, not drama, but heros. Perhaps one day, sometime in the future, I will come across a town where heros are few, but needs are many. Perhaps one day I will become a hero too....perhaps...