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After a weekend at the beach, I'm back. I don't want to go to work. I'll spend all next week learning to drive a Humvee. Work sucks.
The weekend was interesting. I'm a little disappointed in myself. I went with someone I hate and had to share a hotel with him. It was a friend of a friend. He wears all black, long sleeves and...
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Saturday. I'm off work finally. My friend want to go to town, but all I care about is excercise. It's not about looks. It's all about the job. Job performance. Lives are going to depend on this in a few months. It's not really about whatever cause we're told we're fighting for anymore. All it's about now is making sure my best friends live another...
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Today wasn't as bad as I was told it would be. I'm off work, but I don't have anything to do. We were told we'd move out by yesterday, so everything is all packed up, but I'm still here! My workout partner's future wife is in town, so I can't go to the gym. All I know to do is go to bed early and...
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Blah, for the the work-week, blah

Hello there! I'm Chris Hudson. It's nice to meet you, too. I earned the right to stand tall and walk proud through 13 weeks of pure Hell on MCRD, Parris Island. I have a few birthdays. I came out of my mother's womb on Feb. 5, 1990, but I was handed my first Eagle, Globe, and Anchor on November...
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