An average story:
Today at my job in the emergency room, a person walked in with a large scarf hiding her nose and was holding lots of bloody Kleenex. Why? She had stuck a pair of iPod headphones up her nose so far that they became lodged into her nasal passageway. She was voted funniest injury of the night. MLIA
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Reactor Rendezvous. Nuclear Retreat. Reactor Sleep-over. The on-base booze store's favorite time of the year.

Week-long lockdown.

Rx really loves fucking with it's people, seriously. I thought we weren't going on the Nuclear Retreat until next week. Then we walk in today and hey hey! It's tomorrow! Thanks, Captain.



So, tomorrow starts an interesting flavor of 10 hours on, 14 hours off w/ iffy liberty until the Monday before Thanksgiving. And I can't take my laptop on board, so my entertainment choices are going to be cross stitching, and trying to catch the last 19 Pokemon I need for the original 150. It'll be a fun and fabulous time.

And by 'fun and fabulous', I mean fucking obnoxious It's the second-to-last big step to getting out of here, but, yeah.

And in the middle of all this, I'm re-enlisting! Which means dumping my current contract in favor of a brand-new six-year contract, meaning my contract will go to Jan 2016, just over 9 years signed over to the US Nav. I want to get a couple Bachelors degrees (or a Masters) before I get out and use the GI Bill to do get something goofy (Astronomy or Gemology, maybe) Also, my dearest sister is going to soon become my dependent, and E-5 pay makes for a lot better care than E-4, and I can get her insurance and all that jazz.

Not to mention the $36k-taxes reenlistment bonus |D

AND WE GOT A HOUSE! A little three-bedroom place right off base, $1200 a month + utilities. It's small, it's old, it's lovely, and I'm pretty sure they don't care what color we paint the walls, as long as the carpet stays nice.

+bonus: [link] <- this is how sailors go swimming.

Those big ledges are aircraft elevators. The opening behind then goes into the hangar bay, a 3-story tall warehouse in the heart of the ship. Those elevators chill out somewhere between 20 and 30 feet off the water, and if you want back up, you gotta climb the cargo net you can see between the two elevators. Up on the flight deck, there's probably hot dogs cooking on little gas grills. Steel beach picnic, fuck yeah.

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Things that must be done within my lifetime:

Buy my parents a home in Bermuda
Give one of my brothers a swirly
Shave someone's head
Bungee jump
Skydive
Hang Glide
Learn how to make Tiramisu
See at least five of the following places:
Rome, Tokyo, Chicago, Miami, NYC, Paris, London, Rio de Janeiro, Sydney, Giza.
Watch the following movies:
Scarface, Star Wars Eps 1 2 3 4 5 6, Advent Children, The Godfather, Velvet Goldmine, The Hitchhiker's Guide, The Lion, Witch and Wardrobe, Living dead trilogy: Night of, Dawn of, Day of, Little Shop of Horrors, Army of darkness, Pulp Fiction, Blazing Saddles, SLC Punk, Monty Python's Flying Circus, Zoolander, Spaceballs.
Write an award-winning novel

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