I'm trying to be positive today, but --- if there is no progress in the next 6 hours or so, Theseus' paychecks will stop. Actually, they have already been preemptively halted, which is a real great sign, right? We'll be ok for a little while, with the money we have in savings, but this is just ridiculous. "Freedom isn't free," except when there's no budget and servicemembers are in Iraq and Afghanistan with no paychecks. We're sent around the world to advance the country's interests - whatever those may be - and then we're left hanging out to dry because our leaders can't agree on anything. Thanks a lot, dickheads.

3 years, 5 months and 9 days until I ETS (leave the Army)...

- Antiope

 
 
I debated for awhile whether I should post this or not, seeing as my blog is usually pretty lukewarm. But maybe this can balance out some of the boring "look at me, I acted like an grown-up today" posts, and, well - this is my blog, I don't want to censor myself. And yesterday I was angry. So here it is (kind of long).
    
 
 
"Oh wow, congrats on the baby! How many weeks along are you? ... But your husband is deployed, right? (frown) When did he leave?"

I can see you trying to do the math in your head, assholes.

- Antiope

 
 
I spent today with two people so filled with racism, ignorance, hate and misogyny (and one of them is a woman!), it drained all of my energy. (Vampires?) I could barely keep my head up on my drive home from work.

Maybe it's this part of the country, maybe it's who the military attracts, maybe I'm just unlucky enough to keep meeting horrible people - I don't know, but you wouldn't believe the vile things I've had people tell me since we moved here. Today I was told all the reasons black people shouldn't be in Broadway musicals, ending with the conclusion that they should just accept they will always be second class citizens. People still think like this?!

Most unfortunately, I have to continue to work with these two people until my orders are up next month. Everyone keeps asking me why I don't want to stay on for another year. I never know whether to laugh or punch them in the face. That place is toxic; I feel so unhealthy when I'm there. July 31 can't come soon enough.

- Antiope