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hah!
ehhh, fuck this lone wolf shit... heh...
why again did I enlist? Oh yeah, it was the "right" thing to do. Maybe one of these days I'll learn to stop doing the right thing... maybe... heh.... -
And there goes the horn...
The only time I like hearing the Reville horn go off in the morning is when I'm inside the barracks, in my room, on a Thursday morning. The rest of the week I'm out in my PT shorts in the cold, saluting the flag and getting ready for another five mile run ( Read more... ) -
Another good man down
SSG Clayton Bowen, was a drill sergeant in B 2/39th INF. Along with being one of my battalion DS, he was the best friend of my DS, Mentor, Inspiration, and Friend, SSG Robert Wyper, so I saw and experienced a lot of him. He was tall, young, and doing good things. SSG Bowen was killed in an IED explosion in Afghanistan ( Read more... ) -
Home
Maybe you've seen it on TV ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Wild Life
Yeah, the question was "how long would you survive on your own in the wild ( Read more... ) -
I hate my life
My life consists of having to live with privates. I've had two concussions in the last three weeks thanks to breaking up fights. It's hot, it's muggy, I get about five hours of sleep a night and an hour of personal time. Five more weeks until I'm out of this hell hole ( Read more... ) -
Exercise in Patience
Three weeks after puting in my new assignment request, I'm no where closer to my next station (Fort Lee, in lovely Virginia) than I was two months ago. I'm the prisoner of a horrific little under-funded mice and roach infested barracks, confined by an over-powering hulk of a 1st Sergeant, and trying to cope with the tedium of come-and-go new guys ( Read more... ) -
The Usual, Yet Again
The limbo continues ( Read more... ) -
Status Quo
Hah, after a pleasent five mile run today I found out I'm still broken. I think it was the hill we went up and down multiple times. Huh. I'm facing getting a bone scan this weekend and possibly getting transfered to another base. I have mixed feelings about that. I kinda hate it here, however, I get more money in the long run if I stay here ( Read more... ) -
Another week
Every time that I find myself at around 16:00 on a Friday, I'm happy and amazed. Amazed that I survived the tedium of another week, amazed that my muscles have not separated themselves from my bone 'cos of the rediculous OCS Training PT every morning, amazed that I have not killed myself from boredom nor harmed any of my fellow soldiers. And happy ( Read more... )