I do believe it has been sixteen weeks... hmmm
Sixteen weeks since the last real update. I'm a slacker, I know. But hey, at least ya'll still know I'm among the living. Woo!
My time in Afghanistan grows to an end...thank God. This year has been... different. I know that I wanted to come to Afghanistan, but I was under the impression that my commander would actually have command out here. How wrong I was. The amount of pure stupid that we have had to suffer through has been incredible. It's amazing that no one has completely snapped yet. I hope it stays that way as we start our journey home.
But how about a quick recap on the past year?
We started our journey months before we actually left colorado. It had it's ups and downs, but for the most part went rather smoothly. We left shortly after Thanksgiving, making our way to Fort Bragg. Funny thing is, we had the shortest training in Bragg than any other group. For a while we heard people talking about us. We were the "special group, so don't mess with them." It was kinda nice.
After that, we spent long hours in the sky. I do mean long. Five stops on the way there. I can only imagine what it will be like on the return trip. We landed in Afghanistan at 2430 hours on Christmas Eve. I don't think any of us felt merry at all. Quite the opposite really. Things were going pretty well until the previous group left. Then our "commander" decided that he was all that and a bag of ranch potatoe chips.
After having my team torn apart and sewn back together like some sort of rag doll, it was finally time for me to visit home. I saw Dory get married to a wonderful man. I got to know a side of Sterling that terrified me and made me risk my security clearance. Thanks but, no... I spent a ton of time with Dad. We very nearly got drunk together at my house because I didn't want to play with stupid people. I also met the VA group in Colorado. Their oldest member was a WWII vet. I think he could out shoot me if I gave him my rifle.... And then leave came to an end and I had to go back to the stupid, only to find that I had another choice. I got moved into the radio production house. I love it. After about two months, I completely took over. For any one that knows military ranking knows that a private (low rank) should not have that kin of power, but my NCO's are completely incompetant, so I stepped up. We're finding out now just how much I changed. I think the operations run smoother now, but then I was doing everything. Literally. Some days, there just wasn't enough time for me to actually get everything done that needed doing. Currentl, I'm training two others on my job, but they are too slow and I can't risk loosing my op tempo right now.
In the next month, I'll be home, but I don't know how long that will last. I'm thinking about a job change, but if I do that, I'll have the chance to serve in the counrty of y choice. I"m really thinking England or Belgium would be nice. Four years there, yea....
Oh, and i broke up with Sterling, but permanant like. I refuse to let someone be a leech on me. Go get a job and work for yourself at the very least! Crap!
And I met someone online. I want to meet him and see where things go. But the fist time, I'm thinking not alone...still working on that part.
And I think I'm done for now. I need sleep before I go a-runnin' in the morn'!
My time in Afghanistan grows to an end...thank God. This year has been... different. I know that I wanted to come to Afghanistan, but I was under the impression that my commander would actually have command out here. How wrong I was. The amount of pure stupid that we have had to suffer through has been incredible. It's amazing that no one has completely snapped yet. I hope it stays that way as we start our journey home.
But how about a quick recap on the past year?
We started our journey months before we actually left colorado. It had it's ups and downs, but for the most part went rather smoothly. We left shortly after Thanksgiving, making our way to Fort Bragg. Funny thing is, we had the shortest training in Bragg than any other group. For a while we heard people talking about us. We were the "special group, so don't mess with them." It was kinda nice.
After that, we spent long hours in the sky. I do mean long. Five stops on the way there. I can only imagine what it will be like on the return trip. We landed in Afghanistan at 2430 hours on Christmas Eve. I don't think any of us felt merry at all. Quite the opposite really. Things were going pretty well until the previous group left. Then our "commander" decided that he was all that and a bag of ranch potatoe chips.
After having my team torn apart and sewn back together like some sort of rag doll, it was finally time for me to visit home. I saw Dory get married to a wonderful man. I got to know a side of Sterling that terrified me and made me risk my security clearance. Thanks but, no... I spent a ton of time with Dad. We very nearly got drunk together at my house because I didn't want to play with stupid people. I also met the VA group in Colorado. Their oldest member was a WWII vet. I think he could out shoot me if I gave him my rifle.... And then leave came to an end and I had to go back to the stupid, only to find that I had another choice. I got moved into the radio production house. I love it. After about two months, I completely took over. For any one that knows military ranking knows that a private (low rank) should not have that kin of power, but my NCO's are completely incompetant, so I stepped up. We're finding out now just how much I changed. I think the operations run smoother now, but then I was doing everything. Literally. Some days, there just wasn't enough time for me to actually get everything done that needed doing. Currentl, I'm training two others on my job, but they are too slow and I can't risk loosing my op tempo right now.
In the next month, I'll be home, but I don't know how long that will last. I'm thinking about a job change, but if I do that, I'll have the chance to serve in the counrty of y choice. I"m really thinking England or Belgium would be nice. Four years there, yea....
Oh, and i broke up with Sterling, but permanant like. I refuse to let someone be a leech on me. Go get a job and work for yourself at the very least! Crap!
And I met someone online. I want to meet him and see where things go. But the fist time, I'm thinking not alone...still working on that part.
And I think I'm done for now. I need sleep before I go a-runnin' in the morn'!