Goodbye, Internet!

My boxes are almost nearly packed away, my US Army backpack has everything on my packing list (okay, I admit I brought way more pairs of underwear than they said I could, but Renee told me to!), and I'm pretty much ready to go. I'll go to the recruiter's office tomorrow at 1600, he'll drop me off at the hotel, Kevin will pick me up and take me back home for dinner with my family, and then back at the hotel by 2100. I'll be on the bus by 0500 on Wednesday morning, property of the United States of America. Wish me luck, keep me in your thoughts, but -- most importantly -- write to me. Getting letters will really make the time go by faster, or so I've been told by every person I know who's gone through BCT. Contact Kevin on Facebook (his page is linked from mine) if you missed out on the chance to get me your address.

As I told Emily on the phone earlier tonight, this isn't "goodbye". It's more like "See ya later!"


See ya later.


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