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Country and Western Dance Night was a blast last night! I was afraid to dance at first because my ankle had been hurting. It did hurt for a while after I danced to "Cotton-Eyed Joe" but the more I danced, the better it felt. When I came back to my room I packed it with ice packs and put on a movie, figuring I'd stay up a few more hours, that way I could sleep in as late as possible for mids tonight. No such luck. I fell asleep about 2000 and woke up an hour and a half later needing a trip to the latrine in the worst sort of way. So off to the bathroom I went, then I came back, got into bed, and went right back to sleep. I woke up this morning about 0600ish wanting to go back to sleep but totally unable to. Damn. Got up, made another trip to the latrine-I drink a lot of water-came to MWR. Talked to Mom, she's doing great and says hi to everybody. Had some lunch chow, went to the PX, then came back to my hut and changed into DCUs. And theeeeeennnnn........I went to see the wonderful Task Force Eagle S-6, also known as my dance partner, SPC Mullins. Spent about an hour catching up with him, then hiked up to DQ, which is about a click up from where I live. (For you non-Army types, a "click" is 1000 meters) Okay, here's were it gets a little nuts. So this whole company of Marines-or whatever a unit of Marines is called...in the Army, the term is "company"-was moving into some of the tents over there. They were staring at me. And DAMN some of them were hot!!! I found out later that they're an infantry unit, so they have absolutely NO females. Explains a lot, doesn't it? Then I went to work. Saw some interesting stuff. Almost got to light some shit up, that would have been THE highlight of this deployment. But I didn't. Damn. I also figured out that I can't tell anybody anything, because my team leader always finds out...he must be psychic or something, so I'm just going to keep everything to myself. SGT Bledsoe, the supply sergeant, doesn't like it when I do that, but hey, what's a body to do? SGT Bledsoe really looks out for me, ever notice that? I think he takes better care of me than my actual NCO, which is kinda sad when you think about it. Really sad, actually. Wow, I'm pretty fucking tired. Almost bedtime. Gotta call a few peeps, then it's off to bed with me. Need my rest. Good night everybody.