Between gunmen, car chases, car crashes, bus fires, ultimatums, hospital visits, road burn, being attack by German Shepherds, being yelled at by my German Lieutenant, concussions, high school dances, bomb threats, and being run over by a car I think it’s safe to say work is never going to be the same old dossier shuffling again.
and thanks :) i just sat down in my silent apartment and started thinking and BAM everything hit me again! I. Hate. Death.
adsngklasfajg Y ASK BOX NOT WORKING hehehe I don’t think there’s anything worse than losing someone you love.And I don’t think being in a quiet place alone helps that much :( BUT what did you do today? Have a good St Pat’s day?
Wish I knew the name of the song Iakov sings and what it means
He’s been indolent as of late, but that might be because Georgia decided to plow over spring this year and burst into summer. Which explains why he ambles into the bath, fully dressed, and lies in cold water for an hour or so at a time.
But it’s different than it was before. He's different than before. It isn't teasing, it's heavy and almost, sort of… lonely. Since we got home he's been in the bath, to himself, shut off from the world, and after Simon went in for a while -neither doing much talking- Iakov started singing this song after Simon walked out.
Not loud. Not strong. Just loud enough to tell it’s in Russian. It’s soft, like a lullaby. He goes in and out of singing and Simon just sits here, shaking his head and smiling.
you catch Ludwig plopping his peaked cap on Iakov’s head, whispering how proud he was Iakov is facing a fear, and, instead of the Russian snarling at him, he smiles.
Please, oh please, dear lord, let me stay with them for as long as possible. Maybe not forever, sense that would be selfish, but let me have them as long as we need eat other, and, if/when we are to part, let it be readied, agreed upon, and peaceful, still keeping in touch.
At first I thought we were just fired from Friday’s shit, but turns out Lud’s not “fit for service” after his hospital visit with his crazy fever (and passing out at work doesn’t really send the “healthy” message)
SOOOO we’re off tomorrow, under doctors orders, meaning he doesn’t have a choice, and I get to fail, again, at being a nurse.
DRINK YO’ GATORADE LUDWIG!!
Man, I have never been more thankful for a long weekend than I have been now. But the guys need to stay out of the hospital… seriously
That extremely awkward moment where your old friends meet your new friends,
and you realize now why they’re “Old Friends” instead of just friends.
Ignorance pisses me off… no, wait, that isn’t the right word.
IGNORANCE FUCKING PROVOKES PAROXYSMS OF BLOODLUSTED FURY!
Fuck you, you twig of a twisted-heartless human being! I hope you can’t sleep at night! What kind of example are you setting for that kid you just had -OH YOU’RE GONNA BE AGREATMOTHER!!
You just gave a perfect example of why everyone on this fucking planet hates this country! What’s worse YOU’VE BRED! You have an offspring who you’re gonna teach this shit to. Here’s a thought you two-faced, racists, slut, how about you get a fucking job, take care of your baby, and stop living in your mom’s basement!?
You better be curled up with your bum of a boyfriend, in your mom’s basement you both leach off in, thankful I didn’t lose my temper and send you taped together back to Eastside. And next time, keep that dick-whipped, rambling cunt you call the father of your child in line before I let 6’3-bounty-hunter-Richter go West German on his ass!!
There. Sorry. I’m done… I gotta get outta this place.
They interest me. They say so much about a person. What they believe in. Who they are. What they’ve been through. I guess they interest me because it tells a part of their story.
What’s more interesting is where they’re located. Simon’s got one on his neck, never bothers to hide it. Iakov on his shoulders, hides them when he’s out but not necessarily around people he knows. Ruger on her leg flaunting them about as if trying to make them known.
And then there’s Ludwig, never would have even guessed such a serious, ocd, straight-clean, white-and-black personality could would want a tattoo. If it hadn’t have been for the hospital this weekend I probably would have never seen it. What I wanna know is what it means (and as always too shy to ask). Maybe someone out there knows.
It’s in German (surprise!) and I think it said something like Alte Bundesland but what really got my attention was the almost Celtic design of an eagle, but it had two heads, and it didn’t look like the typical German eagle… it was fancy… anyone catching my drift? It was on his back which, obviously, makes it easy to hide, but like right under his left shoulder blade…kinda?
I know its a shot in the dark, and I know I should ask him myself, but I always feel like I’m digging into business/personal space I shouldn’t know about. But I admire them so, and trust me, getting to know this guy is crazy difficult. Anybody got an idea?