Seems like any day now we'll be starting a fight with Iraq. All my buddies are already gone, headed east on a "rendezvous with destiny" to use an old line, while I, a month from now, will be going to the Republic of Korea for a year, to ride a desk instead of a parachute for the first time since starting this gig. I'm hoping against hope that I can keep the inevitable drinking to a minimum, while focusing on more college and surfing. It's even more ironic that just a short time ago I finally met a nice girl with a wild side that got me interested in the idea of a relationship again. I wonder if she can truly deal with the fact that I'll be gone for twelve months. Probably not; c'est la vive and all that. 
charlie_stars:
lets see USAF in Korea for a year? not drinking is not an option. surfing? in korea? are you daft man? by the way your the fourth zoomie i found on the boards