Whoops, look at the time! It's Boat-Thirty!

Assuming the weather gets a little better than it is right now, I'll be flying out the the fabled USS Stressex tomorrow. I'm filled with glee and happiness at yet another month living in quarters tighter than are permitted for prison, doing pointless excercises interrupted only by a stop in a third-world country's second-class port. Yipee!

Well, it might not be that bad. A few people are going to spend a week or two ashore, and I might manage to become one of them. Also, we've done this so many times that you'd think all the problems are worked out already. The people that think that are wrong, though.

What's amusing is how depressed this has made everybody. Even the staff NCOs whose job it is to keep the unit motivated and moving, are all depressed and bitter. Two year! Two years of this!

But enough of my complaining. While at sea, I'll be able to check my civilian email account infrequently at best. I recommend contacting me via my military email, which is "firstname dot middleinitial dot lastname at usmc dot mil". If you've forgotten, my middle initial is "P".

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