24 Jan 2010 Survivng CRC

First I have to give a shout out to my peeps. I was just playing about only missin my boat. I miss my number 1 fishing partner (miss Olivia) and my future getthenet tech (Fatboy), and last but not least the Commanding General of all nonfishing activities (Misses). CRC is hurryupandwait at it's finest. I won't complain much though because I have definitely seen worse. The rooms aren't that bad. It's just 4 to a room and the mild scent of feet and Fritos wafts gently through the air. You hardly even notice. My only complaint was one of my roommates (whom I have yet to identify)turned the heat up to the hell setting. I had to break down and tell em "sh*t it's hot as f**k in here!" I guess everyone agreed because no one complained as I turned it down. I think it has been on the same setting the whole time and no one wanted to change it so we all just roasted in silence until my courageous intervention. I felt a great sense of accomplishment after vanquishing the heat monster. The next day was death by powerpoint until lunch time, after lunch they played an amateur video with shots of various people going through different stations set to an epic movie ballad. The music was so suspenseful and I awaited in awe for a great action sequence or explosion to take place but the screen only showed soldiers and contractors gripping and grinnin and going about there day in a exceedingly normal fashion. I never understand why people believe a video will be great if you replace the sound with music contradictory to the actions on the screen. Of course I had to make a little time for my addiction. I have tucked a few fishing magazines under my pillow for some late night fun. I can't wait...