Hanging out
I think the missions have finally started taking a toll. I go to bed tired and sick, and wake up tired and sick. In the last few weeks I've had a few scares....nothing that directly affected me...but the insurgents are starting trouble and I'm getting homesick. There are people in my life I just can't do without, and 10 months I've had to. I miss her. You know who you are. At the same time I've made some killer friends (litterally...ok bad joke)....who I'm going to miss terribly when we get home. I'll always have friends in Pitt then I suppose...which is great...we'll all have to get together this summer in Pitt and Philly....we'll settle this dispute by getting drunk at both...Petruso...remember Lone Star? Oh yeah its gonna be like that...only I'm not walking 5 miles to get there (Walmart was NOT just across the street asshat) lol. I'll have to mix my friends at home with my army buddies...ahhh I think that won't happen...it would be too perfect; but, we'll try it. Alright, I know this wasn't an informative entry but I'm def. organizing a big bash (not the one my mom has in mind lol) when I get home.
In other news...Eddie, the Jack Russell, has been awarded the Bret Commodation Medal and the Distinguished Service Cross with a Valor Device for his combat duties at home. He has also received the Purple Paw award for his injuries. (He attacked a mouse in the house and the thing scratched him in the face poor guy, of course he thought of me and left it in my bed...thanks bud)
In other news...Eddie, the Jack Russell, has been awarded the Bret Commodation Medal and the Distinguished Service Cross with a Valor Device for his combat duties at home. He has also received the Purple Paw award for his injuries. (He attacked a mouse in the house and the thing scratched him in the face poor guy, of course he thought of me and left it in my bed...thanks bud)