Started workin at the medical clinic here at Stanley. I LOVE it. Sometimes I make excuses jus to stay at work. I love actually being able to do my job. I can't imagine doing anything else in the Army; really, I can't. The reason that I'm here kinda sucks, but I always tend to make the best of a less-than-perfect situation. I LOVE being ME!

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Realized I shouldn't really have posted the blog that was originally here, so I had to change it. Sorry Snow, but I love you though.

went out to visit the clubs last night. made a few notes.

clubs around here are either literally too packed to even move or completely dead. still haven't figured out what makes a club or breaks it. is it any one thing, or jus an amalgamation of every tiny detail? gimme feedabck people.