One More Time...

I say goodbye so often that you'd think the word would be permanently formed on my lips. I should be packing to leave for San Antonio, but obviously I am not since I am posting here.
I went out again last night, just for the hell of it. I am becoming something of a party animal, at least when I am home in Dallas. My childhood friend Philip was there and he's still the same as he ever was - All the girls flow to him like bees to honey, but somehow were blind to my charms. I didn't care, girls tell me not to meet women in dance clubs. Which brings the question to my mind, where SHOULD I go to meet women? Certainly not the Army.
I missed the parade my recruiter arranged for me to be in but it wasn't my fault. Lack of information kept me away. At least that is my excuse, I was told to be in McKinney for a parade at 5 pm but where in McKinney?
What is a little weird is that this is it. Sometime tonight, I will buy a bus ticket and go for the last time from the place I call home. I'll be back eventually, I am sure, despite what I have said; but it will never be the same. I plan on spending my time on leave in local military installations in guest quarters till I can afford to buy a house somewhere nice (South Padre Island baby!) where I'll spend time on leave and rent the house out when I am gone. So, Goodbye....