10.15.98
Sgt. ProctorPvt Johnson

1242 hours. Waiting till the Base Bank opens to Square away my Direct Deposit...technically AWOL since I'm not at FTB with the rest of 80 AC...but now I shall go...or maybe not quite.

Jones ships out for AIT today, or maybe Air Assault if AIT don't start soon enough...I'll miss that guy...called me "harvey Wallbanger" his favorite drink. He found his true love and believes in the "one soulmate and you will find each other" theory...No matter where I turn, the issue of love comes up.

I saw him leaving on my way to square away finances...had to open anotehr fucking account here on base...it does offer 2.8% interest checking, so might be worth it the distance deal...of course everyone at PAD left for the day so it's still not all done...

Barraks maintenance...I'm getting ultra sick of this nothing but detail shit. BCT starts next Thursday, one weeks from today...2 fucking weeks in Reception, what a crock of shit. Military life is waning on me right now.

Mendoza, Carpenter -- just passed his law bar-- 71D to pay off his loans...Need to finish finances termorroe, then it's FTB bound...yay...

Took "military class" photos today, about the only worthwhile thing today. Up at 4AM, fine, but as long as it's for a good reason. Today's been shit of nothing, pot of rusted lead. 1427, the time, not the year, hmm...actually thats 1472, Columbus (ed note: no, it was 1492 dumb ass)...Oh yeah picked up stuff at the shoppette, watch batteries, kiwi & shamis, phone card, etc. band for my glasses...

Pushup comp between Sgt Proctor & Pvt Johnson...Johnson smoked him. Reported to FTB, watched 2 nutritional vids, did no exercise -- will do a lot tomorrow though I'm sure

I sit here sometimes and wonder how to explain the whole situation. It's difficult to give anythign other than the basic play by play...the sights, sounds of artillery fire and the canons they come out of is unearthly. The drill sergeants demeanor is textbook asshole at times, and downright cheery human at others. The calmaraderie is intense -- we're all bosum buddies. Antioch seems a short hop away despite the reality of it all. Surrounded by new faces -- the scenery is already old & forgettable -- something to be gained every day. It's just too hard to describe everything, hopefully memories alone shall suffice.



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