Pain, lots of it. My back hurts, my knees hurt, my left foot and ankle hurt, all because the comander wanted to do an 8 mile company run yesterday. We ran through rocks, gravel, mud, roads, through orchards, horse shit, and mud pudles. Just about anything you can run on we did it. Who in their right mind thinks that running 8 miles is good for you? All it does is reck your body and make you want to drink more alcohol. I have really gotten fond of the British commercials. They have nothing to do with what they are advertising. For example: you see a dolphin swimming in the ocean and gets stuck in a fishing net. Then text and a calming voice says drive Ford. This is not a real commercial, but they are that bizzare. Plus a lot of them are sexualy oriented. How can you go wrong there. "Hey look at my boobies and by Sherman's fresh ground coffee." I haven't been updating my site like I should be. Lately us MP's are getting cracked down on hard, so I can't really use the computer or watch T.V. anymore at work. Most of us do are job, but it only takes one to fuck everything up for the rest of us. SGT Adams lately has been avoiding confrontations with me. I like it. I guess he figured out that I will always fight him no matter what. So now he goes through Degear to tell me anything. Rumor has it SSG James will be back tomorrow to take over squad leader. Thank God!
Today sucked! I didn't get any sleep last night. So working a 12 hour shift today was hell. I've been up for about 30 hours now and I feel fine right now, but when I get hit with a sleep spell it kicks my ass. It takes a lot of will power to stay awake like that in such a boring inviroment here. I think I made a new e-mail friend in the past few days. We have been having intellectual e-mail conversations. Hopefully I didn't scare her off today. Sorry if I did Tam. We have a new guy here and he has been starting shit with a few of my friends and I. He has this I am God complex and thinks everything evolves around him. I told him not to make too many enemies in such a small company, because all it is going to do is bite him in the ass. He then goes off on how basically no one can touch him. He doesn't realize how much power just a few of my friends and I can come up with to make his whole expirience in this company a living hell, not like it isn't already. Well the rumor was true, SSG James is back to our squade leader. Now SGT Adams got screwed over with being master driver so he has nothing to do with me anymore, except for when I need to get liscensed on a vehicle. Today seemed to fit my bitchy mood to day. It has been raining all day. Typical German day.
I haven't been updating recently due to the fact that I am not supposed to be on the net all the time. I decided to take a break from everything and try to veg out my brain. There hasn't been much happening. On the 17th was St. Patty's Day. I went to the Pub of coure. Stewart was playing, he's pretty good. He is this older guy that has long hair that is poofy. I had quite a few beers that night. The end of the night is still a bit fuzzy. Other than that nothing much, not enough time to do anything. I've been working 12 hour shifts. I tell ya, it's kicking my ass. All I think about is sleeping. Oh, another thing. My best friend in the whole world (I'm saying this sarcasticaly) SGT Adams is coming back to work at the Site. He will be working 4, 12 hour shifts with me. I wonder if we are going to kill each other.
