I cannot fiddle but I can make a great state of a small city.

Been having computer issues the last few days, I got some pretty bad malware that wouldn't let me access Google for some reason and therefore I couldn't post anything here. Had to completely reinstall Windows to fix the issue, makes me wonder why I even pay for anti virus software.
finally started moving stuff into the storage space this afternoon/evening which has been no fun at all. The more of my things I move out of here it seems, the more things I seem to be missing from my list of gear I need for Iraq. I'm sure its all here somewhere, its just not a pleasant thought replacing many of the items with my own money.
My parents are flying down here tomorrow to see me off and to drive my truck back north so I don't have to store it. That should be interesting, I'm never quite sure how to act in such instances. I do miss family and friends and there are people and things I wouldn't want to live without, but I don't often get emotional about leaving. Someones always crying and I feel uncomfortable, but to me its not a big deal, I know I'll be back and its usually something I can't control anyways. Whatever, maybe my soul is broken.
Somehow found time tonight to read volumes four and five of The Walking Dead, It keeps getting better and better, I'm definitely going to miss comics after I'm gone. Hopefully Big Steve will come through and send comics out to us like he said.

Thats about all I've got not much exciting going on, just trying to keep this regularly updated which I'm not usually good at. Things should get more exciting once I hit the sandbox.
Until then.

“Be yourself. Above all, let who you are, what you are, what you believe, shine through every sentence you write, every piece you finish.” -John Jakes

-Dean