February 20, 2006

  • I think it's time for another post.  I'm ready to run fom this place.  I just don't want to run to where I'm going.  Imagine that where I am is a kick in the balls, with lots of extra pay and no expenses.  Now imagine that where I'm going is a kick in the balls, with freedom.  It's still a kick in the balls, no matter how you slice it.  Personally, I like the no pay thing.


    Meanwhile, in my desire to run like all hell, I'm preparing to burn my bridges.  The only problem is that I am currently standing on them.  Like today, I was ready to set fire and go, only to realize that the bridge was basically not completed on the other end.  Meanwhile, I don't seem to have any options for getting out of the country.  I keep getting this finger that points me in one direction, only to have the peole there point me back to where I started.


    Fortunately, I'm heading to Kandahar in the morning.  First time I've been to a big base since early September.  How wonderful.  A little face to face is usually good for clearing up questions.  Plus, I can mail more stuff home.  There's not much left, now.


    I actually dread a few things about going home.  First off, I didn't cover anything in my apartment, so I'm going to be dusting for days.  Second, I need to get reacquainted with driving amongst Italians.  Damn, they're bad.    Finally, I can't wait to see what BS job I will have.


    Black 6, out.

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