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Sunday, September 04, 2005

all skew

yep, that pretty much describes MY day. hurting neck the entire night, agony not allowing me even a few moments of precious, precious sleep. hurting neck on the bus rides to the base, hurting neck starting my morning procedure of hanging around with random people. hurting neck being crapped on by my commander - no wait, i lie - having a surprisingly pleasant conversation with him while deciding what the day ahead would bring. hurting neck while having the disengagement experience described by the boys that actually got to participate. hurting neck while visiting the DBA's, getting assistance for weird problems we've been experiencing. hurting neck during an exceptionally garlicky humus lunch. hurting neck while straining to see my other soldier coming in, and us feeling all guilty that we'd forgotten to invite him. hurting neck getting screamed at for not rushing to the rescue when our systems went down - they DID go down in the middle of lunch, which simply wasn't fair play. hurting neck while working hard, and getting some GTA2 game on. i love that game. hurting neck while missioning around the base, visiting friendlies and generally making ourselves useless. hurting neck while having an amusing conversation at the armoury that went like this:

the dog: can i get the shortened m-16 for my next guard shift? (shortened m-16 is like the m4a1, super cool and way more comfortable)
the girl in the armoury: yeah, sure, whatever.
me: no. no you can't. as your stand-in commander, i do not approve this.
the dog: but she promised! (talking to the girl) you promised!
the girl in the armoury: no, no i didn't.
the dog: you did!
me: speaking of which, i've guarded enough. can *i* take the shortened m-16?
the girl in the armoury: you? you're already on the list. no problem.
me: sweet :)
the dog: what?? NOOOOO!!!! (to the girl) you're kidding, right?
the girl in the armoury: nope. he can. you can't.

hurting neck while poking fun at our section commander who's in charge of the guard shift tonight - can't believe i didn't check for that and sign up for tonight instead. hurting neck while closing up shop, hurting neck on the ride back home with the dog, hurting neck while wiping the floor with him in tekken. hurting neck while watching an episode of the wonder years - good lord, i actually have an episode or two (or three)!! hurting neck while transporting tons of good music (mostly oldies) to his iPod, hurting neck while we read lots of penny arcade (almost caught up: another few strips to go), and hurting neck while having a looooong conversation with my mommy.

i foresee a hurting neck while having a shower, and sleeping. and of course, a hurting neck while playing counterstrike, 'cause it's just got me by the balls again.

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