is on the horizon with this patrol. More days of drilling and killing with spurts of rest in between. We have been underway 5 days now and all hell has broken loose. People are losing their minds and things are breaking. Spirits, dreams, hopes, you name it, it’s broken. From the Sonar Control Room all the way to the Engine Room, things have gone awry. I, on the other hand, have kept cool head and I am not letting the little things get to me. The wake ups could definitely be better but that is something hopefully training will solve. There are very few things that upset me underway and horrible wake ups are one of them. I like to shower before my watch so that it helps me wake up and so that I feel fresh going to stand watch for six hours. It takes a few weeks for the NUBs to get it right so I am being nice. Still conducting training though. My buddy Rolf just got woken up for his “Husker Run”. He sleeps right next to me too. It is currently 2038, or 838 p.m. for you civilians. He gets to do “fun” stuff for the next three hours to get his fish. A “Husker Run” is our new qualification standard that we have implemented on our boat. You get to do a variety of drills and other various casualties but the whole boat isn’t involved. You are in the spotlight in the “Husker Run”. I never had to do this and I am glad that I will never have to do it again. I already have my fish, as most of you might already know. I am very proud of my accomplishments and I am currently the only one in the family with fish. I am hoping to start a new trend in the family. Anyways, enough about that.

So back to the broken things. We had a no shit casualty last Saturday and man it scared the shit out of a lot of people. Gotta love radioactive material! That may sound like nothing to most people, but to us, it is very bad. Nothing else exciting is going on. We are standing watch and cleaning. We have been doing a lot of that lately and it is getting old very quick. Trying to keep my mind off of home but it keeps drifting back to home everytime I close my eyes. I am contemplating if I should stay up to watch Rolf get pinned when he finishes his run. I should and I probably will just because I can. I just don’t know if my body can still do it though. I am back to a lack of sleep and I am still struggling to figure out why. Maybe it is because of the family I now have waiting for me to come home.

I know for a fact Eli, my little one year old, is trying to figure out where I am. He doesn’t quite understand object permanence yet and when I get home, he is not going to want to let me go. Hopefully, if I am still in and when he is older, he will understand. Fortunately for me, he doesn’t know his douche bag dad. His real dad is a piece. Eli only knows me as his father figure and he always knows when I come home. He usually meets me at the door.

Well, I am going to crash for a little bit and get up for Rolf when he gets pinned.

Later Daze

Wickid

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