| | Ha. Once again I forgot this thing even existed until my good friend sent me a text about how she found a post from this blog in her email inbox. Must have been an old email because the last time I touched this shit was just before my commissioning, and that was almost a year ago. Anyways, more to entertain myself than anyone else, an update:
WORK: It's kind of hard to make a distinction between "work" and the rest of your "life" when you're in the military. It's one of the few professions that truly owns you, 24/7, regardless of almost any circumstances. I am Uncle Sam's bitch. But every so often I get to play with cool toys, so I guess I can live with it for another two years. Finished Officer Candidate School and was commissioned as a Second Lieutenant, United States Army, Infantry, on 10 July 2008. Then went on leave up north to Boston and Martha's Vineyard, which was an amazing break from digital camouflage and push-ups. I aspire to own a summer home in Edgartown one day and surround myself with cute and petite little brunettes in pastel polo shirts and tennis skirts.
Came back for BOLC II (Basic Officer Leadership Course or Leader's Course or some fucking shit like that), which was a complete and utter waste of both my time and tax payer money. Maybe if I was JAG, or a direct-commission medic, it would have been worth something to pretend to be a grunt for seven weeks. But I am not. I did Basic on Sand Hill, with good, hardcore Drill Sergeants that cussed, yelled, and smoked the living shit out of me 24/7 for almost 11 weeks straight. The Marine Corps mine still have the toughest boot camps in the USA, but Sand Hill was no cake walk, and I'm proud to have suffered through there. So BOLC II was just fucking insulting. I here they're potentially scrapping the whole program. Good riddance.
Sadly, my BOLC III, or IBOLC (the "i" stands for Infantry), was also disappointing. The first company I was in, C Co, was squared-away and I legitimately enjoyed the training and the curriculum. There was very little bullshit, very little time wasted, and it felt good. Sadly, I then damn near broke my Achilles tendon, and had to med drop out of C Co. Hung around like a bum, did the Mechanized Leaders Course, which was a joke and pretty much an excuse to take the M2A2 Bradly Infantry Fighting Vehicle to a range and blow shit up with the 25mm cannon. Eventually went back into IBOLC with A Co, which was the complete opposite of C Co. Disorganized and asinine, A Co took what should have been a fun, in not at least relevant, course, and made it fucking terrible. Seriously. Though to be fair, IBOLC, like every Army school I've been to, is under-funded and under-staffed now that the Army is in a state of war. It's neither a hardcore doctrine and theory class where you study famous battles and learn about the great generals and real leadership of war nor is it a no bullshit tactics course where you learn to properly kick down doors and spend 12-hours a day shooting the M4 until you're firing controlled pairs in your goddamn dreams. It it ends of being half of both, and half-assed. Disappointing.
Then it was off to Airborne School, which is, well, an Army school. It's big, it's stupid, and it's meant for privates, so being an officer in a school meant for privates, you chafe at being treated like you've got the IQ of an fucking water buffalo. Still, jumping the towers was a shitload of fun, and jumping out the door of a C-130 moving at 150-mph was a fucking kick in the pants unlike any other. Unfortunately, I did pretty much the exact opposite of what I was supposed to do on my landing, so I ate shit into the ground and fucked up my right ankle in the process. So now I am once again sitting around killing time until it's strong enough for me to finish my jumps in two weeks. Of course, after this, I'm supposed to go right into Ranger School, which I seriously don't think is going to happen. Not that I'm not willing to go be starved and survive on an hour of sleep a night for ten weeks (who wouldn't want to do that?), but I just don't think my shit's strong enough to get me in right now. So we'll see.
After that, it's off to join 2BCT (Brigade Combat Team) with the 1st Armored Division over in heartland of Bavaria, Germany. Now THAT, I'm looking forward to.
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