I survived boot camp. I'm now SA Deppe, John H. writing to you, the fair reader from the MWR Library at Naval Training Support Center, Great Lakes.
The SA stands for Seaman Apprentice. I'm starting to get settled here in NSTC for A-School, but I'm sad they won't let me out past midnight on my 21st birthday. February 19th is a weekend, and I'm not even authorized to drink alcoholic beverages. Booooo.
Anyway, I've lots of things to do. Hopefully I can get all the journal entries I've been making to a computer, and the ones I mailed to Jeff back, and get them all transcribed for your reading pleasure.
Okay, it might not be too pleasurable. A fuckin' recruit (pronounced ree-cruet) isn't exactly in a writing state of mind usually.
Later, llamas.
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Don't forget that this blog is out for all to see and read and interpret--family, friends, co-workers, bosses, future employers. Some of your info may fall under scrutiny, even under the don't ask, don't tell communicae. Share your stories--they are of value. However, think before you post.
Happy Birthday Depps...and who the fucks this anonymous dude here? Sounds like the god damn CIA.
-Chris
John!! You made it through! You know what would make this whole thing complete, though? Posting a pic of you in yer sailor's uniform...! Definately agree with Chris about the CIA dude up there...
-Saris
ANd where's that address I was promised?? Can't send you postcards unless I know what destination to write on 'em!
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