BCT Day 46
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September 8th, 2002
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday! Yesterday was operation appreciation. It was a nice change of scenery. The bus ride was an hour long. I tried looking out the window, but it took me five minutes of leaving the base to realize that there’s nothing to look at in Kentucky. The radio was on a country music station. That combination put me to sleep irresistibly. We went to a church in Louisville.
There were about 500 of us. The program lasted three hours.
Hour one: Intro and skits. The program started in the mid 60s to boost soldiers morale at a time when a lot of the country was not supporting their efforts. It is run by volunteers every Saturday night. The skits were kind of lame and their was a lame stand-up comic. Still, we had a lot of laughs.
Hour two: Christian religious service. The message was to accept Jesus as our lord. Some of us just enjoyed the singing and sitting knowing that Ft. Knox was far, far away.
Hour three: Hot dogs, corn chips, swiss rolls, and coke! The swiss solls reminded me of home.
Hour four: Sleeping on the way back. We got back at midnight.
I told you I’ll tell you more about my first MRE a couple of days ago. My MRE was menu choice #12: Vegetarian : cheese tortelini. There was a serving of cheese tortelini with tomato sauce which came in a bag inside a box. It tasted just like what you would have at home. I had to eat it cold, though, because we didn’t get time to use the heating pad that comes with each MRE. It takes 10 minutes. There was a big saltine cracker, peanut butter, apple sauce, granola bar, and hard candy. There’s also an accessory pack with a spoon, napkins, tiny bottle of tabasco sauce, book of matches, wet nap, and mint gum. Other people got skittles, corn bread, apple pie, etc. It’s luck of the draw. It’s amazing what they can fit into a little box. MREs are very good. Just try to get vegatarian meals and whatever you do, do NOT get anything with gravy.
Man, I hope we get to go to the PX today. We have not gone in a month. It crossed the line from being a privilege to being a necessity. Some of us don’t have soap, toothpaste, boot polish, etc. Of course, the only thing I can thing of is soap and black socks, since they keep disappearing. Oh, and another soap case. I broke mine. When I come back, I’ll remember a shit load of stuff that I forgot. It never fails. I’ll also check the ATM to see how rich I’m getting.
I’m bored. What to do, what to do? I know! I’ll go shave my chest and stomach………..20 minutes later……….I’m back. Suddenly I have pecs, abs, and a severed right nipple. I recommend to every guy to try it. It really brings out your features. And as soon as my right nipple stops bleeding, I’ll feel great. Word of caution: Be careful when shaving the nipple area.
Two and a half Sundays to go. This one is half gone already. I had my weekly cake. It was banana nut. I ate it slowly like it’s the last piece of cake I’ll have in a week, which is exactly what it was (not counting the one I’m eating later for dinner). Bored bored bored. No drill sergeants to coordinate our every movement. Blue phase is great. I have time to get bored. Last time I saw our D.S., it was for morning formation and he went home shortly after. You, diary, are my only entertainment. I feel like some sun. I’m gonna go shine boots outside.
Man, I hope a DS shows up to take us shopping. We’re in blue phase, so we’re supposed to go by ourselves, but only with permission. I look at it like the DSs have a choice: Either let us go to the PX, or smell our stinkin’ non-soap-having asses.
Yeah! We went to the PX. I got all the **** I needed and a little extra for $10. No phone call today, apparently. It’s nice to look at my ATM receipt every 15 days and see my account grow by over $500. I had the best chocolate mousse with chocolate sprinkles pie for dinner. It’s my last one for seven days. Sniff…
Sundays kick ass. I got to use the phone. It was short, but sweet. I talked to my girl and found out I have 11 people coming. Holy ****. A perfect Sunday has gone by. Cake, PX, and phone. Two more to go.