Bugs

We have today to ourselves to go to church or what not. I decided to sit around and do some typing and read out of my brand new good news bible (courtesy of the chaplain). I'm a bad diciple. I'm on Catholic-Union strike. But that's a can of worms for another post.

The weather has been pleasent due to Rita pushing a lot of wind our way. Just when it seems to get too hot and muggy the wind picks up and cools it down. We hear that rain is forcast for the next few days, but there is no way to verify the rumors around here.

Most of our deployment seems to be rumors so far. Where are we going? What will we be doing? How will we train to do the mission that we don't know we are doing? I gave up trying to figure out the answers to these questions. And that feeling that I've given up on something bothers the NCO in me.

I can't keep my people informed if I am not informed. It sounds cheesy, but I really am kinda bothered. Kind of like when you know there is a mosquito in your house but you don't know where. Every once in a while it will pass by and you will try to get at it but the more you chase it the more you just seem to waste energy.

Well, nothing else interesting to report. Until something comes up, we will be busy chasing the cockroaches (which are the biggest I've ever witnessed) out of our tent. I'm sure they've been stealing individual socks.