December 15th, 2003


War Journal... Wait, I don't have to do that anymore. :P

There's something nice about being able to pick from more than three shirts and two pairs of pants to wear now. (That's not including the uniforms. :P)

I'm not going to Say anything about Saddam. He's caught, yea us.

And I found out that my old company (The 379th) was deployed on Friday, the same day I got back. We didn't get jack when we left, but they got all the local news crews AND Jesse Jackson to speak when they left. The only kicker was that I apparently was still on their roster when they left. Never mind that I'm no longer in the same regional command, let alone in the company, They STILL wanted me to go.

I believe the pleasent tone of 'Fuck NO.' told them I won't be joining them. ;p