woo... bizzy-ish.
I've been in Kuwait for a month, and I'm getting settled. I had to go to Arifjan a couple of times, and bought a set of plastic drawers and a wardrobe thingy for hanging clothes. My little space is quite comfortable for me, though I can see where others might not be as thrilled with what is offered.
We've had moments of being crazy-busy, but mostly it's quiet. This will change, I'm sure, but for now I'm enjoying the lull. The camp is periodically packed with transients moving north or south, which is a little annoying, since they clog the chow lines and drink up all the Gatorade, but it's bearable (though we've taken to calling the USO tent "Club Marine"). They're why we're here, though, so I try not to bitch too much.
I think I'm fitting in well here. I get on well with the major who's the acting team chief (the team chief has been TDY doing other things for a month; he's supposed to be back very soon), and I think everyone here seems to like me. There are always moments of tension, but they pass. One of the majors calls us "The Island of Misfit Toys," because all the officers were cross-leveled in -- none of us belong to the unit when it's home.
I've been spending a lot of time making web graphics. I have great plans to redo my website, but I get distracted by other, sillier things. You know... sleep, work, chow, taking my laundry to the cleaners (which I need to do tomorrow). And Buffy and Dead Zone on DVD... it's like watching TV, or the TiVO DVDs my husband sends me, but without commercials!
Almost chow time again, and then I can go crawl back into my hooch. Life is good, so far, and it'll be getting cooler soon. Now I just need to get motivated to go to the gym, and I'll be set.


