My first day off since the beginning of the month, sitting here in front of my PC and writ ting my journal. I planned on sleeping in and take it easy this morning, but what do you know.. I am up at 5 am this morning and can't go back to sleep.. the bastard alarm clock woke me up. Oh well, guess I have more time to fiddle around with this blog.
Supposed to go golfing with Matt today.. I am not sure with the weather in the low sixty is kind of chilly to be out there chasing the white ball all over the greens. Hopefully the sun will shine come 10-11 o'clock. Meanwhile I can work on my damn bills, to see how much money I got left. Check on my e-mails, to see who remembers to write me.
A cup of JAVA in my hand and SPECTACLES in my eyes... I should be set. Damn I am getting old, I can't see good anymore...
About Me
- Cary"Java Cowboy" Suprobo
- Harker Heights, Texas, United States
- The son of JAVA. I was born on the island of JAVA, one of the EMERALDS on the EQUATOR, this chain of islands perched on the 7°30′10″S - 111°15′47″E (eastern hemisphere). One of the 13,677 (17k unofficial) islands chain that streches out 3200 miles long and 1100 miles wide, what is now called INDONESIA. I am the youngest of thirteen (or fourteen) children. I said fourteen because one of my brother(s) are/is twin. In Javanese tradition, twin is counted as one, because it's the result of one pregnancy. I breath the earth oxygen to late to enjoy the sibling rivalry, nor that "hand me down" clothes and shoes (no lost there). My next older brother is six years older then me. He already knows how to ride a bike, before I can even say "mommy." I heard it said that I was a spoiled child. I certainly don't remember any of it. The only memory I have with my father was when he took me out to a restaurant about a year before he died. He told me that today is my day... I can eat whatever I want and as much as I want..., I was five years old.
ME & KATIE STAM (Ms America 2009)
During the AUSA ARMY BALL in Long Beach, California
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