sheeee-Ras!

An apology is order for the light hearted. I never intend to be callous to people but I’m not of a particularly sensitive nature. I might even be described as brash and I take no offense to that either. As it were, I am sorry to those individuals that haven’t been hearing from me lately. The truth of the matter is that I am a busy person and I have been dealing with a lot of stress from different aspects of my life. I am expecting to go on a deployment this year. And well I do hope everyone comes to my going away party and I probably, in a drunken haze, will tell you I love you (don’t take this to heart). The truth of the matter is that many of you will tell me that, ‘I will write you everyday! And send you care packages with booze! Just make sure you give me my address.’ I am no profit but I know I will give you my address and I probably won’t hear from you for at least a year. Oh don’t be fooled, I’m not looking for sympathy here, no…no….I just lived through this experience once. But I will tell you what will happen here.

- Some time in 2009
(Random “friend”)Hey Chris! I haven’t seen you in a minute! How have you been?
I got back home from deployment (Afghanistan) last month. Oh wow! How that’s nuts, how was that? It was hot and then winter came and I experienced winter and what it’s like to live in the Central Asian version of Colorado…..

As I already know who my true friends in life are I will be polite and have fun with those of you who I probably won’t talk with again, or for a while. So here it is; SORRY! Truth be told, I won’t even be angry with you. No, I honestly care about you as much as, when you say, “I wish you didn’t have to go”. That is no insult, it’s just honesty. As I have already apologized to many of you, I would like you to know that I have a mentality of a famous artist.
“A sweet lie does not compare to the beautiful truth in life…”
-I’ll buy you a beer if someone can tell me who said that and from what book.

Well that’s the way the cookie crumbles and I hope I will have more time to blog…..hasta.

One of my better ones- im moving away from Myspace

So I thought about a few things today while driving home on what was a hazy and bitter winter day. It was just one of those bleak days that had some sort of half ice and half rain coming down from the sky. As it were, I realize that a great chapter in my life is coming to an end. The chapter that is Jon and Chris' National Guard Times is embarking on its last few months. I won't lie, it is sad but we all are moving in our own directions in life but I'm grateful for all those good times we've had together. It seems like just yesterday, which was in 2002, that we both enlisted and it was Pvt. Mireles and Pvt. Abeyta. Wow! That was a long time ago. Six years have come and past but I still won't forget those long conversations about the most random things in life. We had to find shit to talk about in order to kill all those boring times as we were stuck at drill and doing absolutely nothing. I know this is all too sentimental but I will miss driving with my battle buddy and finding ways to get out of work together. I think in loving memory of his time in the Guard I will put a picture of him in my car seat and every time I have to drive to drill by myself I will think of him. All right that is just fucking Gay! "Why can't we just say we love each other? It sounds so fucking beautiful." (Quote from Super Bad) As this time is coming to an end another chapter starts. I don't know exactly how it is written but I kind of hope that it goes something like this.

-Sometime in the Spring of 2009

A cell phone rings in the in the Mireles Household. Niki answers the phone and it is Christopher calling from Afghanistan. "Hey darling! We both miss you and Jon says hi. How are you?" " I'm good, you know how it is. The same old stuff just a different day" replies Chris, with a touch of melancholy in his voice. Niki continues, "Well me and Jon have some exciting news for you." "Really, what would that be?" as Chris responds as he so desperately wants to hear news from home. "Well I will give you the bad news first. I have decided to take a short break from drinking. The good news is that we want to know if you would be the Godfather to our son we are expecting in the next seven months!" said Niki. "Get the fuck out of here! Seriously? Of course and it would be an honor" said Chris ever so enthusiastically. "Well you shall be the Godfather to Vincent Michael Mireles once this little guy makes it out of my belly so I can have a damn drink! Fuck this is going to be a rough couple of months." Both of them laugh and giggle over the exciting news.

Okay, I know this is totally fictional but if this next chapter pans out something along those lines I shall be the most elated guy on deployment. I don't even now if those two are ready for kids but I'll tell you this. If my two best friends ever had a little guy it would be make me the happiest person in the world. If I got to help raise the most loved child to walk the planet earth I would be the happiest guy ever. Ok I'm going to go watch some football or something to wash this sentimental crap out of my head.