Kuwait Embassy, true idiots

Well after much anticipation on our part. My wife-to-be had her interview. Lucky for us we asked the right questions and got the wrong answers from the moronic staff at the U.S. Embassy in the great retard country of Kuwait. Anyway we are in possession of the last piece of information that is required for her visa! Finally we will be together and starting life as should have happened a year ago. I would be surprised if she isn't here by the end of the month. Anyway that is the situation! now you know and I'm still waiting!

Where are they now?!

Where are they now? I haven't been in close contact with these guys and it's my fault. I'm working 55-60 hours a week trying to make ends meet here in the great country of ours. But there isn't a day when I don't think about these guys and what they are up to. They all helped me experience life in a way I can't describe. If you have never been in that situation you won't ever understand, if you have been there you know. Life is hitting me hard but I always wonder about Fred, Brett and Pablo. Plans have been set and I'm hoping that one day me and Pabs can get together and talk about what happened after I left the Sand Pit. I'm a bit melancholy about writing this because it means that my friends are there and doing there job and I'm not. I think about going back every day. If I could find a job that would take me to Bashra I would do it. Much to the dismay of the wife. Anyway I'm home and life is well life. Now where is that rut?