November 3rd, 2002


I was in Wis-fucking-consin.

That's all I can say. It was Fort Mc-fucking-Coy, In Wis-fucking-consin. And it was motherfucking COLD. And I hate the fucking cold. Pass renewing the markmanship on the M16. Zeroed and blew away the pop-ups it in about an hour. Fuck yeah.

Yes, I glad I'm home. But I just need to stress what I was doing this weekend.

Fucking cold. >_