I BELIEVE YOU'RE LIES
Well, we have another clusterfuck by the worlds greatest navy. To start we have begun another missle testing affair for our beloved country. For those unaware (or really just dont care about anything) these missles we are testing are designed to knock out the nuclear missles the world has come to fear. Anyway, we spend all our days doing this bloody testing, and there is only three of us available to do maintence on our launcher. Conviently, there are also three stations that we have to keep a person maned up at throughout an 8 hour work day. So all this fun and joy means that after 8 hours of testing and training, we get to do the regularly scheduled maintence for at least a few more hours of the day plus some weekends. On top of it all, the barracks that we currently reside in, are going to some other ship, so we have to move to a different barracks, which in itself is one of the biggest hunks of organizational fucks i have ever seen, there are about 4 guys in charge and every single one of them has their own idea on how to run it, yet dont corridate with each other so we just get to run around, hopping from one stone to the next while they wonder why things are so fuckered up. God i hate the military. a little bit of weed is sounding alot more promising each day, and i've never gotten high in my life.
Well, we have another clusterfuck by the worlds greatest navy. To start we have begun another missle testing affair for our beloved country. For those unaware (or really just dont care about anything) these missles we are testing are designed to knock out the nuclear missles the world has come to fear. Anyway, we spend all our days doing this bloody testing, and there is only three of us available to do maintence on our launcher. Conviently, there are also three stations that we have to keep a person maned up at throughout an 8 hour work day. So all this fun and joy means that after 8 hours of testing and training, we get to do the regularly scheduled maintence for at least a few more hours of the day plus some weekends. On top of it all, the barracks that we currently reside in, are going to some other ship, so we have to move to a different barracks, which in itself is one of the biggest hunks of organizational fucks i have ever seen, there are about 4 guys in charge and every single one of them has their own idea on how to run it, yet dont corridate with each other so we just get to run around, hopping from one stone to the next while they wonder why things are so fuckered up. God i hate the military. a little bit of weed is sounding alot more promising each day, and i've never gotten high in my life.
the way you are, you don't need it.
can't wait till you come to visit.