  I was on the phone earlier tonite with the girl I love...we got into a conversation on this upcoming "vacation" that I have to take for work.
She's a bit worried about where I'll be going. Basically what might happen to me while I'm there... For me, it's old hat. I just see it as another thing I have to do. Then there's the braggin' rights that come along with heading off to "destination unknown. " -Typical male? Yes. But that's what being set on this planet with a satchel affords me. Right, wrong or indifferent.
So now I feel like a jackass. Can I use the "I'll never understand women" card? Gawd I wish I could! I just have a whole diferent perspective on it. This trip of mine was inevitable and, well, cyclical in that I'll have to do it again and again. Get my drift? So I can't dread what might happen or else that would leave me pretty bummed...everytime I have to do it.
I've met guys out there who sulk their whole tour. I cannot afford myself that travesty. (A) its not healthy, and (B) as noted, I have a satchel. I hope she understands me. Because I want her to be there for me when I get back, and for the rest of my time on this planet. On an upnote: I think that was our first "misunderstanding" in six years. I think our relationship is growing. Let the record show that only I would think of that as a good thing. I am a schmuck, but a rather goofy one. 
