8 SEP 06
Two things happened today. By themselves, they are likely enough to make me want to get out of the military. Together, there can be no alternative.
1. I was (randomly) selected AGAIN for my 18th urinalysis. This is horrible because:
a. I have never used drugs in my life, and
b. I HATE HATE HATE pissing in front of other people.
2. I can no longer read Dr. Pauly at work. I get the ACCESS DENIED: GAMBLING message.
That’s it. Uncle Sam, take this job and shove it!
(After June 2008, of course)