Seeing the Finish Line

There's a great feeling every time a pack more of my stuff to be shipped. It also reminds me how much useless stuff I brought: tons of cds I didn't listen to, way too many books, and a PlayStation 3. On that note, I would like to say to anyone going to Iraq DO NOT GET ONE. The outside is glossy and easily scratched, while the controller cords are USB cords that disconnect at both the system and controller, and the dust will make it impossible to use within months.

I'm already having to deal with cleaning several, several M249 S.A.Ws, as well as their extra barrels. I've already spent 3 days on nothing but doing them, but I still have a long way to go.

I've finally found a roommate for my apartment. Sgt Christopher Hicks, who is one of my two roommates in Iraq, has decided to go the deal (which cuts my rent in half, thank goodness). Since I can stand him here(a surprisingly rare thing apparently for me to do), I should be able to stand him back home.

Also, I've working on what work I'll be doing once I get back. I should be going to the Annual Craighead County Republican Committee that is coming up. I plan on talking to some people there on ASU CR's plan to help solidify the ASU Indians and the Indian family as unofficial mascots, which we call our "Indian Pride Project". I'll get into more detail later.