||[Apr. 14th, 2005|10:15 pm]
|||||MC Hammer: Pray||]|
Alright, so yesterday Ryle and I show up to the Special Forces briefing at 5:30 and no one shows up. We were in the right place, huge fucking doormat that says Special Forces Recruiting, and there were like 5 other people that showed up. It was raining. That sucked. Oh well.
I've been looking at a lot of stange phenomena websites lately. I've always been interested in that stuff. I think I want to go ghost hunting with some friends back home and maybe some friends here too sometime. But I'm a chicken, I'd have to have a lot of people with me.
Well, we thought we were done with the detail but no. We got awarded coins for helping out though. They're worthless, really just a gesture, not good for any promotion points or anything. I'll take a photo or two of it and post it.
Anyway, we found out that we have to not only be there but be at the chow tent which is a good 15-20 minute walk from the site, at 5am. So that blows. And then it's back to Bravo Company on Monday and I hear we have a PT test. That's kind of crappy but kind of good. I want to see where I'm at right now, my run should be a lot better. I dunno about my pushups though. Ah well. They said it might be a long day tomorrow, which is not what I wanted to hear.
I went to Best Buy to try and buy the Anakin Skywalker Force FX Lightsaber that I've so desired but they were all out, it sucked. Ah well. I'm going to get some sleep, I need it.