I was called on Monday last week. It wasn't a good call...
My roommate returned a little premature from his tour in Afghanistan. He returns with 2 Purple Hearts and a "Pine Box" award. He was 27 yeas of age and will be sorely missed.
The job I had let me go home to help with the arrangements, but then fired me for it.
As it stands, I have sold the majority of my belongings - such as they are - and placed the rest in storage. The apartment is vacant.
The company I work for has asked me to take a national certification test and then go to Hawaii for a few months.
This is the latest from me. Likely not the last...
-SchweißerMann, the HyPerverted
