Minus all the naked women and beer. Which really makes it suck. All the shitty things, but not a one of the good things.
Now why would I compare AssCrackIstan to a strip club? It’s actually quite simple. This place gets you all riled up, gets you all excited, and then sends you home with nothing.
Again today, it’s like the fifth day in a row, we were supposed to go outside the wire. I know, I know boring is good, no one gets hurt when it’s boring. Yet, I can’t get around the fact that I am about to go postal from the boredom.
The missions that they plan for us are getting more intricate, they are getting more dangerous, they are getting further outside the wire away from the safety of the FOB. Which is all well and good, trouble is we just never get to leave. Why don’t we get to go today? Apparently, there is like a chance of rain somewhere in this country so they have scheduled the air to be unnavigable at sometime this afternoon.
This is so far from unbelievable that I don’t even know what to call it. We get up, get all our shit together, are sitting there waiting for the order to go, and nothing. We get nothing. No boys, not today, take it all down, put it all away, and go back to sleep. Wait check that, we are going to have to find something for all of you to clean because we wouldn’t want you to be unoccupied.
I am done for now.
I love you mom...