Cheese Day/Stay Young Forever Day/Eagle Watch Weekend (Kentucky)/Lettuce Days (Arizona)/Winter Festival (California)/Boat Show (Virginia)/Winterfest (Montana)/Carrot Festival (California)
2006-01-20 @ 9:53 p.m.

I'm using field camp as a gauge for whether I can attempt to handle the training in command school. Perhaps "handle" is the wrong word. What I really mean is "enjoy", since I know my own character well enough to foresee that psychologically speaking, I can take it, and that's the toughest aspect of training. Didn't march, but my section was in the advance party to help to unload stuff and to assemble the tentages anyway. With a bit of luck, we'll get to do it at least one more time during this field camp. Out here, I've stopped caring about how dirty I am. (I confess that I don't plan to brush my teeth for a week. Too much hassle involved in unpacking and repacking the toiletry pouch.) As for food, I personally don't mind combat rations. Consequently, I'm intensely irritated by people who complain about the food. Kids these days are really pampered! If you think I take a lot of things for granted, which I admit I do, you should listen to some people here. It's like they've been living in a freaking sterile environment that's perpetually stocked with five-star restaurant fare. Come on, the food's better than during my dad's time. What more do you want?