It's Monday morning and it's raining like a big dog. Many disadvantages to that. One the bathroom is around the corner; way around the corner. Also, we live in dirt. Water + dirt=mud. Nothing like gearing up just to pee. I did bring mud boots so, bring it on. Not really, not feeling the mud. Am trying to find a broom for ole 229. Must say room-service and housekeeping are lacking here at the muddy Marriot. Must mention that when I check out. In 51 weeks. Saturday was Afghan bizarre day on base. We can't go out so they bring the people to us. You name it, they got it. We have dvds of stuff you guys are seeing on the big screen.We work 7 days a week so no days off. The computer and I are having a truce. The phone not so much. So back it went. HAve one that works and charges. A little negotiating was in order. Had to drown my sorrows with a cup of tea and a sausage roll at the British Tea Shop. Here's some pictures of the clinic. One is of my office with Dennis the boss. A fellow PA and kindred spirit. We laugh a lot during the day. And a fair amount of swearing too. Good thing me Mum ain't here. Like our emergency number?9-1-1it ain't.
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