My head hurts, my feet stink and I don't love Jesus.

~Aug. 23, 2002~

What an odd week. As I've said before, at work, we're going through training on how weather can degrade weapons systems. I'd tell you more, but... I hadn't thought it would be interesting, but man, was I wrong! I'm absolutely fascinated by it! Learning about the different missles, guns, bombs and such, and how I can do my job and help make their use more efficient has been very interesting. So much so that last night I had a dream about trying to get a Tomahawk missle for decoration in my living room. Sad, huh? Yea, I thought so too.

It seems I'm getting a cold, though. My nose has been stuffed up most of the day, though not the whole thing all at once. Just one side, than the other. Right now it's the right side, and it's just plain annoying, really. I'd like to breath normally for a bit, if you don't mind...

I started this entry at quarter after nine and it's now almost an hour later. I think most of what's been written has been done with my eyes closed. I'm suddenly quite tired, and can hear my pillow calling out to me. I think my lunchtime escapades, as well as setting up to quick shields just now collided together as well as colliding with that which I call my personage. So I think I shall go to bed now. Hopefully I won't have any more dreams of missles or warfare. After today, I probably won't...

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