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i owe everyone an update.
ok, so it wasn't really that bad over there in the location i was at. yes, there was a threat of mortars, but in america there is a threat of gunfire. the worst thing about being over there was the dust, the loneliness, and the lack of ties to the culture that i prefer, which i probably can't even describe right now. ok that's out of the way.
a little summary of the timeline i had was that i got deployed after about 6 or 7 weeks of training and waiting in kuwait to camp victory near baghdad. i can't really describe the post because i still don't know what rules i am under, even if i didn't tell them about this journal like i was supposed to do. hell, i was there under duress, what should i have done. as you know, i didn't reveal any kind of details anyway, just mood descriptions.
basically what i did while i was over there is i took care of inventorying sensitive items. yeah, use the filler for the most important job. it's because they couldn't handle it though. hell, to me it was a big job because of lack of cooperation. i could have worked harder, but everyone was happy with my performance anyways.
i lost a bit of weight while i was in, but i mostly lost some fat. i still need to work on that, i guess i just won't eat as much and try to get some walking and other excercise in as much as possible.
i got my old apartment back. my landlord was happy to rent to me because i am a good reliable gentleman. haha.
i am totally still out of the loop as to what is going on with people unless i have bumped into you in the last few days. maybe more people should bump into me.
i am going to be at margarita night tonight, you should come out.
i was sooo planning on writing about my experiences in iraq in a little bit more detail, but i'm not that kind of guy, really. i want to focus on my present and future right now.
wow this reads like some kind of chuck palahniuk book with its fractured ideas. good.
ok, so it wasn't really that bad over there in the location i was at. yes, there was a threat of mortars, but in america there is a threat of gunfire. the worst thing about being over there was the dust, the loneliness, and the lack of ties to the culture that i prefer, which i probably can't even describe right now. ok that's out of the way.
a little summary of the timeline i had was that i got deployed after about 6 or 7 weeks of training and waiting in kuwait to camp victory near baghdad. i can't really describe the post because i still don't know what rules i am under, even if i didn't tell them about this journal like i was supposed to do. hell, i was there under duress, what should i have done. as you know, i didn't reveal any kind of details anyway, just mood descriptions.
basically what i did while i was over there is i took care of inventorying sensitive items. yeah, use the filler for the most important job. it's because they couldn't handle it though. hell, to me it was a big job because of lack of cooperation. i could have worked harder, but everyone was happy with my performance anyways.
i lost a bit of weight while i was in, but i mostly lost some fat. i still need to work on that, i guess i just won't eat as much and try to get some walking and other excercise in as much as possible.
i got my old apartment back. my landlord was happy to rent to me because i am a good reliable gentleman. haha.
i am totally still out of the loop as to what is going on with people unless i have bumped into you in the last few days. maybe more people should bump into me.
i am going to be at margarita night tonight, you should come out.
i was sooo planning on writing about my experiences in iraq in a little bit more detail, but i'm not that kind of guy, really. i want to focus on my present and future right now.
wow this reads like some kind of chuck palahniuk book with its fractured ideas. good.