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I've been wanting to post something the last few days but nothings been coming to me. I mean really. There's only so much I can talk about when it comes to what I saw in the porta potty or how much I hate Sgt Cordes. That only goes so far. On second thought, I went into the porta potty the other day and noticed they had put up those fly catcher things. You know those spirally strips of sticky tape? Well I was in there peeing the other day and I actually sat there for 30 seconds watching a fly that had just got stuck. I sat there and watched him struggle...but damnit, that little guy managed to escape his fate with the sticky tape. I applauded that little guy...then I promptly killed it....I mean I know that fly is just going to find me later and annoy the shit out of me. So it was either he dies there or I catch him later and kill him with gun powder. Either way, his fate with death was unavoidable. I actually let out a "yayyyy" when he escaped, which reads as gay as it sounded when it left my mouth.

These are how my days go. I find little things to hold my attention because I have nothing else in this god forbidden place. I have taken apart hundreds of extra rounds in the last few weeks so I could get the gun powder out for some yet to be determined project. As of right now, I'm thinking about using to either 1) burn Sgt Cordes's stuff or 2) burn Sgt Cordes stuff. I haven't decided on which one but I will make a decision very soon.

One of my good friends, actually the other guy that SOMETIMES posts stuff on this site, recently came up here last week to chill with us for the remainder of the deployment. Since he's been here, he's mostly just sat there and been extra ginger. As in he's a ginger....I wouldn't say he's full ginger because he's not milky in complexion. He's more of an orange color I'd say. Maybe he eats lots of carrots when no ones looking...or lots of cheetos. I'm going to say cheetos because that's pretty much all they sell in our PX....that and sardines...which he also bought, which I also find interesting. I may have to rewrite my thesis on the Ginger diet. Damnit.

If you don't know me or you haven't managed to see my constant countdown, I'm down to about 23 days now in this country. My days get longer and longer it seems. Things have started to pick up though. It seems like we take another step everyday towards going back home. Mostly it's paperwork, which sucks, but its also a little exciting. 23 days left....to freedom. Fuck yeah....