back to the grind...

Well, my vacation is now over and after going non-stop doing this and doing that and going here and going there, it is time for some rest and relaxation back at work on Roi. My girlfriend Lisa and I had a fantastic month, but honestly the relaxing part of the vacation never materialized. So now I'm back for three and a half months. 104 days. I'm grateful I had this opportunity and would have made the same decision if given another chance, but I'm ready to start life again in the real world.

For a little perspective into where I live and work, there were two times the number of people on my Continental flight as there are on this island.

I've always been a big city guy. I love New York, Atlanta, and San Diego, although I have not officially lived in any of them. Certain parts of Los Angeles appeal to me as well. Before moving out here, I lived in Venice for 4 years. I'm used to densely populated cities. I'm used to being able to find anything you could ever want within 10 miles of my home. I'm used to waking up in the morning and having a full day ahead of me, whether it be work or play or some mixture of both. I enjoy driving fast on freeways. I am big city...

So here we go. Lisa and Steve facing the last 104 days and 14 hours divided by 5,000 miles of Pacific Ocean...

Day one...

So this is a blog, huh? I just signed up, got my picture on the front page or whatever, and wahlah! Here I am entering my very first entry.

It's kind of strange, I have no idea who is going to be reading this. whether it will be my friends and family... future friends... future family? Who knows, maybe it will be people I will come to really, really dislike. But here it is. My "Journal" of sorts.

Apparently it has become social acceptable for men to have journals.

My main reason for doing this blog is to try and stay in touch, not just with my friends and family back in the states, but civilization in general. You see, I live on and island of about 130 residents in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. It's part of a US Army installation and I work here as a civilian contractor firefighter/EMT.

To say life is pretty slow here would be the understatment of the century. But to make matters even worse. I moved here from Venice Beach near Los Angeles. Going from the tourist mecca of Venice, where 100,000+ visit each week during the summer to a community of 130 takes some getting used to.

So a big Hello to all! My name is Steve, and I'm counting on you all to help me stay sane.

Thanks.

Peace. Out...

This is me, warmly buzzed...