Whew! Thank goodness it's the weekend! That whole week of working in the Army was
really starting to get to me. Glad to be finally doing pretty much the same exact thing as I did then. Anyone that has done a tour here would have caught on to that bit of sarcasm fairly quickly. One of the things of a deployment is how days seem to merge together, sometimes to the point to being not unlike the movie "Groundhog Day", where the same day repeats itself over and over again.
Sure, you could try to change up the routine by spontaneously going to the gym instead of the movies one day, and there's always "Mexican Food Night" at the chow hall, but every now and again, there will be those long stretches of time where you find yourself writing down a date that was a week before, or trying to remember whether or not you gave flashlight batteries to someone, only to find yourself trying to filter out a half-dozen moments of deja-vu, and people will actually try
to use that to their advantage on getting more stuff. These people just happen to be closely related to the masterminds that say "Hey, I lost my Oakleys, can I have another pair?" The battle never ends.