Even hard working Civil Affairs soldiers need/get time off now and then. So we went to Six Flags yesterday. I learned something: I'm not a thrill ride guy. "You'll drive a humvee in a combat zone, but you won't ride a roller coaster." (This was after I'd gotten a taste of it and opted out of most of the rest.) "I get paid to do that," was my reply. But it's only partly that. I don't mind a shot of adrenaline now and then, but I'd rather be in control of it. Just going along for the ride is not particularly fun for me. Just one of my personal pathologies. Plus it makes my head hurt. But most of all, one of the damn things took my lucky driving hat. Bad rollercoaster. No cookie.
Nonetheless, it was a damn good day, overall. Got out of the nasty barracks, spent some time in the real world, learned something about myself. The 50 bucks or whatever I spent was well worth it.
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Glad to see you're still a functioning human being. I'm surprised they let you say all this.
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