Mathematics
Right. A three year contract. Fourteen months left. Two countries stationed, five time zones and four states. 24,000 miles driven; 24,000 miles flown. One country left to go to. One war 60 years ago. 3170.70 a month base. 700 for cost of living. 1300 for housing. 200 for food. Sixteen beers drunk in one sitting. One war sixty years later. 33% of a nation's budget. Over 100 dead in one month.
Two days ago it was five guys in Germany. Two days ago it was two E5's and 3 E2's. Two days ago I worked 34 hours straight. Because the five put four in a hospital I stood in formation for 12 hours straight today. Because five used a seven pound, three foot Billy club on the back of a head 23 times. Because 5 beat four. Because five got caught selling 300 rounds of .556 on a black market. Because five don't know how to behave. The four were 16 and 17 years old. The four had a year or two more of high school. The four were walking 6 blocks home. Five axes to grind targeting the four for no reason.
The DOW is up 1000 since I started investing. 27 degrees 40% chance of snow. Because of five I inspected 35 rooms today. Because of five I confiscated 9 knives, 4 Billy clubs and a smattering of paint ball guns. Because of five all soldiers must be in groups of 4 now. Because of five, the 2,500 or so soldiers here are now targets. Because of five the Germans are pissed. Because of five I didn't write anything you wanted to read today. 14 months left and then it's just a matter of time. Nine emails from an organization of three letters about a job in 14 months. Nine responses all of no. Because because of two friends I wouldn't erase form the past 10 years of my life.
One more thing. In 14 months I'll be 29. 4 years after that, I'll be 33.
posted by Yossarian at 11:04 AM
3 Comments:
if i'm reading this correctly, because of 5, i now feel sick to my stomach.
because of 5 we look like shite, yet again in the eyes of the world.
33
33
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time.
it goes by no matter what we do or how we live it.
hang in
i dont know what five is about...i looked around the headlines recently and didnt quite catch what you were implying. but i do know this. 18 minute 3 mile is fast esp for no spikes. keep your head up kid. the months will go by quickly. don't eat too many doners, that shit is bad for you.
i was a bandito for halloween, with the large hat and the guns and the blanket over my shoulders. not as many slutty girls out on saturday than on friday. saturday was a medicine party. friday was wandering to this bar, en route seeing a group of no less than fifteen slutty halloween costumed women walking together. the consensus was not to go to that bar, because the others i was with including my girlfriend picked a bar that turned out to have only a moderate level of slutty costumes. i dont think i have had one piece of candy. fuck. i am buying a bag of kit kats and eating the whole mother. in five minutes. when i leave here to go to walgreens and buy kit kats. perhaps not that sounds kinda bad. its king size time.
oh, and i hate math
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