About bbdoll
I am a 36 yrs old Disabled American Veteran. I served six years in the U.S. Army and was in the first Golf War. I was also stationed in S. Korea- 122 Sig Btn at Camp Red Cloud. I had an accident there where myself and four other soldiers were caught in a landslide during a field training exercise (FTX). While sliding down the mountain, which gave way due to the rain (it was their monsoon season). My M-16, which was sling-loaded on my arm, got caught on something and had ripped my arm half way off. We slid for 45 minutes -one soldier died and the rest of us were found three days later. They were able to re-attach my arm but the surgeons at 121 General Hospital (in Seoul) didn't do a very good job.
I used to be in Avionics and had obtained my Commercial Pilots License (CPL)- prior to joining the military but because of the accident I can't pass the FAA physical- so they took away my licenses. After two artificial elbow transfers, 7 other muscle transfers and cosmetic procedures, I can only use my pointer & middle fingers and a little bit of my thumb. During my 12 yr rehabilitation, I went back to school and obtained a BS in Business Acct'g, and a MBA. I still work for the DoD in a professional capacity- though for security reasons I cannot elaborate.
People see me as kind, sweet and gentle- I project nothing but happiness to my friends and family. At work I am the held as the person with the greatest positive attitude-focused and confident. IT'S TOTALLY FAKE! I have never overcame the trauma of my accident - it has changed me profoundly- three days with my arm hanging half off, while my dead friend made gurgling noises and ultimately bloated and turned blue. It haunts me- ALWAYS.
Anyway, one day sometime in 2002, I heard Chester's voice screaming through the radio. The raw pain of his frustration was like my soul screaming it's own release. I bought Hybrid Theory and I heard "The End" it was weird how there was this peace his soft voice singing a melody of being resigned to the fact that life just does what's its supposed to do and... in the end nothing really matters. I have been a fan ever since.
In short, I just find LP to be my therapeutic form of aggression I love running on my treadmill with them on my MP3 player and thier songs are REALLY great for having WILD sex.
