First Shot
So after I got off the plane from The Big Sandbox and got my papers signed stating I was being transferred and my school was starting up and all that, I went and got a big fucking cheeseburger with all the trimmings (can't get beef in Muslim countries) and an ice-cold lemonade and sat down with Rai and watched the first college football game of the season (no satellite TV on base). We bellowed and cheered and generally made total asses of ourselves, while Fuu snickered from her armchair and threw popcorn at us. Roll Tide Roll, motherfuckers.
It's good to be home.
First class is on Monday, and Evergrove hasn't gotten back to me about arrangements in the dorms. I may have to go loom over someone until they find my fucking records in the computer.
Shit. Seems kind of like I never left.
It's good to be home.
First class is on Monday, and Evergrove hasn't gotten back to me about arrangements in the dorms. I may have to go loom over someone until they find my fucking records in the computer.
Shit. Seems kind of like I never left.