Soinkus
Sep 29, 2007, 02:02 PM
Camp Buehring more precisely.
After I woke up, I put on my uniform, shaved, picked up my M-16, then went to Starbucks and had a latte.
Afterwards, it was around 9 a.m. here, around midnight in the U.S. I went to the PX.
There were alot of local vendors outside. One was selling jerzees.
He told me as I tried to walk by, "Meestah, only fifty dollah! Hook a brotha up!"
After buying a shirt which I am not even allowed to wear in Iraq, considering I will be in Baghdad tommorow... I went to go get something to eat. KFC looked good, and it was, even if I'm not entirely sure my stacker was made with chicken.
After eating what may or may not be chicken, I got a haircut for 3 dollars, and after leaving a tip that was more than the cut itself, I went back to sleep.
After I woke up, I put on my uniform, shaved, picked up my M-16, then went to Starbucks and had a latte.
Afterwards, it was around 9 a.m. here, around midnight in the U.S. I went to the PX.
There were alot of local vendors outside. One was selling jerzees.
He told me as I tried to walk by, "Meestah, only fifty dollah! Hook a brotha up!"
After buying a shirt which I am not even allowed to wear in Iraq, considering I will be in Baghdad tommorow... I went to go get something to eat. KFC looked good, and it was, even if I'm not entirely sure my stacker was made with chicken.
After eating what may or may not be chicken, I got a haircut for 3 dollars, and after leaving a tip that was more than the cut itself, I went back to sleep.