I would make this long but I really can’t.
I got out to the truck when the SL asked me, “Where’s T-Rex?” “He’s on the shit detail. Don’t you remember?” I replied. “Oh, I forgot all about that.” So we had to pull another driver from another part of the company. It wasn’t too bad of a move. He adjusted just fine. We went everywhere today and didn’t finish up our mission until 1910 hours. It was just in time to make it to the chow hall before they closed. I had already missed breakfast because I slept in. Lunch was skipped because we were doing missions. I ended up eating a snack bar for lunch. And dinner was almost missed had it not been for making it here before they closed. Then it would’ve been Burger King for dinner.
It started raining again. There’s mud everywhere again too. I thought the days of rain were long gone. This is supposed to be a desert. I didn’t get wet until we got to Abu Ghraib. It was pouring over there. As much as I hated it, I knew I was going to get wet again. What could I do about it? I didn’t have much of a choice. I did have some wet weather gear but I didn’t bother putting it on. Leaving it to cover my .50cal instead. Last time my .50cal got wet it began to rust. I’m not letting that happen again. I’m going to make sure that baby is dry from now on.
I have other things to talk about but I’m too tired to right now. I have to hurry up and take a shower and get to bed. I have a very long day tomorrow. I have to get up really early. I’ll be up hours before anyone even wakes up and I’ll probably be in bed afterwards too.
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