DVDiction

I just bought all seven seasons of Star Trek: The Next Generation on DVD. I found it on eBay for less than $300. That’s less than what I spent on DS9 this time last year. BTW, I sold all my seasons of DS9 online and made almost all my money back.

I’ve just about finished my first renter block at That’s Rentertainment. I bought 100 rentals last year for $100.00.

I’ve also found a website, which may or may not be online by the time you read this, www.peekvid.com. This site posts links to TV shows stored on other websites. It’s totally free. The quality’s not great, but hey, it’s free. It’s also likely illegal so it may or may not be online long.

Army had half-day

I’ve also been thinking about the Army again. To be honest, I feel little like I’m crying wolf every time I share that. I’ve been thinking about it for a while. Four months ago, after Parkland fired me, I was seriously considering it. I took the ASVAB, filled out an application, and had my photo taken. I almost went up to Chicago for my physical, when I told the recruiter I was considering other braches. I got a call the next day offering me a job at IlliniMedia.

I don’t hate my job, but it has become boring and repetitive. I feel disrespected by some of the students, though that’s no reason to join the Army, as those students will likely be gone in a few weeks. I’ve also grown tired of working with computers to a degree. It seems that things just don’t work sometimes and there’s no solution to it other starting over. The hours are getting annoying too.

Maybe it’s the weather, maybe it’s my lack of meeting attendance, the fact that I haven’t called or seen my sponsor in a while or the fact I haven’t worked a step in a while either. Maybe working these hours, cuts me off from my support group of fellow addicts, and I’m seeking another group to belong to. I don’t belong with the students at work. The other professional staff don’t work as late as I do, usually.

Even writing all those reasons why my judgment might not be clear, I’m still tempted to enlist. I’m tempted by the uniform, the guns, the training in the Georgia mountains. I’m temped by the promise of Officer Candidate School. I’m tempted by the promise of an exciting, if dangerous, adventure overseas. I’m tempted by the ability to one day, later in life to be able to say, “Yea, I was in the Army, I fought for my country.” I also admit there is an appeal in the fantasy, of being able to leave my house, my family, this town, my friends, many of whom have moved on themselves, and runaway.

I also think the Army could be the adventure I haven’t had yet. Some friends went away to college, some left the state, others come here from other countries. I feel like I missed a part of my development into adulthood by never living a great distance from my family, never being truly on my own. Maybe that’s a foolish reason too. I’m really confused, I keep thinking that if I wait a little longer, I’ll be less confused. I’m scared too, I’m scared that I’ll sign up for this adventure but find out it’s very different from the fantasy I’ve formed in my head.

Alternate Reality

I remember being fascinated by the ROTC cadets on sentry at SIU. I wonder what my life would have been like if I had joined ROTC then, instead of that drunken, druggie do-nothing, party frat.