No big news today, just some slice-of-life.

I still don't have my own car, but I've been driving around base in various borrowed vehicles. While the left-side-of-the-road thing is doable, I am still having trouble with the turn signal being on the wrong side of the steering column.

When cooking in the barracks, I'm limited to a microwave and a hotpot. Today's attempt to hard-boil eggs in the hotpot (for making deviled eggs) was not altogether successful. They came out woefully overcooked. You may also be amused that I don't have any cooking knives, so I use some ferocious-looking combat blades to slice my vegetables. For eating, I have the mighty titanium spork, a truly wondrous tool.

With no car to drive to work, I wait for the bus every day. I fill up the time reading. Whenever I'm reading something appropriately Marine and manly, no one so much as glances at the book. Today three people asked about what I was reading, Sorcery and Cecelia by Patricia Wrede and Caroline Stevermer. It's an epistolary novel Regency fantasy mystery romance. Which means it's pretty much everything a Marine is not expected to read. While a reputation for eccentricity can be helpful, one has to be careful not to cross the line.

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