Man, I've gotta stop coming to Fort Bliss. Every time I come down here they stick a needle in my arm. More shots today!! This time it was hepatitis A and B. Gawd, that stuff hurts.

Yes, I am a baby when it comes to needles. Raz me all you want, I don't like getting stuck. The upside is I'm covered for the next great biological disaster I suppose.

We're off for the weekend here at Bliss. The civilians who do all the out processing don't work on the weekends, so we're left to wait until Monday to pick up on the paperwork. Not sure what we're doing, but if I know the guys from Numaniyah who are here with me, it will involve copious ammounts of alcohol. Let me tell you, Army sure guys do seem to like to drink!