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[cybrestrike]

July 28th, 2006.

Previously…

The night before was a reminder of what the old days in Orlando were like.  The running around, having the best of times with good friends.  Home was thousands of miles and a dozen time zones away but it was still close to my heart.  Nothing, not even my maddening wanderlust could

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[invah_ayala]

I didn't know they had curfews for military men. I guess it sounds like it makes sense, but that surprises me.

[cybrestrike]

Yeah, there are curfews. And I've violated them in the past...without getting caught. They're silly, but needed. Some people just don't know how to act.

[invah_ayala]

What happens if you do get caught?

[cybrestrike]

Nothing too serious, depending on the chain-of-command's sense of depravity or sadism. A little yelling at the least, and a reprimand at the most (resulting in loss of rank in some cases and loss of pay along with extra duty; a triple whammy of doom). Then again, it can get serious. Some commands are just plain evil, and some are okay. The only reason I broke the rules was because I felt that I could conduct myself like an adult when I went out. Problem is, there are too many of the "Animal House" fratboys, bar brawling rednecks, and just wannabe billy badasses who always make the military look bad. I could go into a cultural diatribe, but I'm still hung over. It's my brother's fault.

I miss you...hope things are going good...

[invah_ayala]

Well, I am not hung over- so I guess things aren't going as good for me. ;)