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7-8 June (basically an in-unit SRP as well as some minute training tasks)
7-21 July
(Home station Annual Training. Basically, these are my 'two weeks' that
people talk about. There's an SRP at Coraopolis on the 12-13 there too,
to make sure everything's hunky dorey)
9-10 Aug (more silly training stuff)
19 Aug-7 Sep
(Fort Dix, baby! We'll be doing RTC stuff -basically going over the
fundamentals and warrior tasks and drills we learned at basic. Since
most of us aren't fresh out anymore. And there's a chance I'll be gone
from the 16th on, they have me on as advanced party because I'm
apparently anally organized which is what we need. But for an 8 man
team, it'll be quick work)
13-14 Sep (Pre mobilization prep, I think?)
19 Sep
(actually, the 19, 20, and 21 is mobilization at the home station. Prep
work to get us ready for the actual mobilization. Again with the
advance party thing, so it might be sooner)
22 Sep - and beyond. Mobilization station at Fort Dix. | | |
| Bridal Expohttp://www.statecollege.com/content/2008_bridal-expo/
Barring the fact that I look like a blimp (caption says 'Drew and Stephanie'), the dress is still really pretty.
Note to self: Don't get talked into pinning hair back like that.
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| So discussion of sleepwear/lack thereof and masturbation habits makes for very entertaining yet awkward dinner conversation.
Note to self:
Don't do that again unless in another noisy restaurant. One can assume other patrons wouldn't enjoy hearing that discussion.
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| So I might feel a bit awkward now.
I hope I don't have to.
I'm sorry.
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| Blah...Well, I've either got a mild flu or food poisoning - either way, it's about done. I'm not as icky feeling as I was yesterday, though I've still got a lot of the symptoms and I'm having a hard time making myself drink or eat. I mean, I know I should, but it's hard to, y'know?
Whatever. I'll take another nap this afternoon, another Zicam, another Advil, and I should be ready to check out Saw IV. Buahaha.
I'm sane, I swear.
And it's taking me far too long to actually type this out, how ridiculous is that? My fingers aren't working today, for some stupid reason. I can't even play piano well.
Not that I can play that well on any other given day, but it's worse than usual!
Kay. I'm thinking I will finish my juice, pop another Zicam then crawl into bed for another hour.
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