24 Years Young

This year's birthday was just a little bit different than last year's was. Last year I went to dinner with Rita and Thar, and then spent like 20 minutes in Sainsbury's trying to find a birthday dessert that didn't have eggs in it. This year I had Easy Mac for lunch because I had to work on a presentation that had to be in to the Colonel before the end of lunch, and then actually got to leave work once the Commander's Update Brief was over, which meant that I had time to hit up the gym. Not very exciting, but what do you expect from a birthday in Afghanistan I suppose?
I guess at least that I'm not worrying about starting to get old, because the vast majority of the people I work with are in the mid to late 30's or older, and they constantly pick on me about being in my early 20's , well I guess mabye with 24 I move into my mid-twenties, but who's counting, I still feel young.

My New Home

Home sweet home is now home sweet connex. I live in what is essentially a metal box... think like uber-mini trailer or something and you'll get the idea of where I sleep each night. But I can't complain too much because I now have internet access, so I feel semi-civilized.
I am in Afghanistan. Actually, I've been here for over a month now, tomorrow marks the 5th week I'll have spent in country. Crazy.
I don't even begin to know where to start, so I will simply leave today at what I have written (besides, I technically need to register my blog with my S1 so they can make sure I am not being devious.) Really, I'm just too tired, but at over $1 a day for internet access, I had to log on just to make sure it works and feel I'm getting some of my money's worth.