Almost time..

..To go home for vacation. Yes ladies and germs, the time for mid-tour leave is almost upon us. As I write this, I have somewhere in the neighborhood of 2 1/2 weeks till I board a plane that will take me back to Earth, and more importantly, Los Angeles, California. Where, for 15 wonderful days I won't have to worry about dumb beaurocratic bullshit, the Taliban, al-Qaeda, smelly locals(except for the homeless in LA), VBIED's(Vehicle Borne Improvised Explosive Device's), running over donkey carts, and a plethora of other weird shit that goes on here on Mars. It can't come at a better time, I am tired all the time, and the mindless void that is this base just sucks the life right out of the most motivated GI on the planet. As you can tell I am over whatever malaise that had overtaken me the last time that I posted, and I am just basically counting the days until I board that sweet, sweet C17 that is made right there in Long Beach, CA, and fly my big ass to the States. There are 2 downsides to the whole thing though, 1: it will take me at least 3 days to get home. I am only 6500 miles from LA, but the fact that I have to fly 3/4's around the world to get home, well that kinda sucks. 2: I am leaving on Sept. 11th. I know, I know the 5th year anniversary of the attack that started this entire little ruckus. For those of you that don't know, Islamic culture is HUGE on celebrating anniversaries, so pray that I don't so much as become pizza sauce on the inside of an M1114 on my way to the Airfield.


Thanks to my Uncle Ken and Aunt Judy for sending me the care package, my squad appreciated it.